Joleene Naylor is the author of the glitter-less Amaranthine vampire universe, a world where vampires aren't for children. Comprised of a main series, a standalone prequel, and several short story collections, she has plans to continue expanding with a trilogy and standalone novels. 
In her spare time, Joleene is a freelance book cover designer and for-fun photographer. She maintains several blogs, full of odd ramblings, and occasionally updates her website at JoleeneNaylor.com. In what little time is left, she watches anime, plays PokemonGo, and works on her crooked Victorian house in Villisca, Iowa. Between her husband, family, and pets, she is never lonely, in fact, quite the opposite. Should she disappear, one might look for her on a beach in Tahiti, sipping a tropical drink and wearing a disguise. 

Pulled into a world of darkness, Katelina's fate becomes intertwined with that of Jorick, a dark, enigmatic vampire. To stay by his side, she must navigate intrigue, terror and bloodshed as they are drawn from one battle to another. Dreams of peace seem elusive, and are complicated by mysterious vampires, old relics, and an ancient master. Join Katelina and Jorick in a world where vampires don't sparkle and night is eternal.

Amaranthine

They found Jorick in the basement torture room. Katelina suppressed a shudder as her eyes moved over the stained wooden table and the hanging straps. Her memories were sketchy, but a feeling of nausea remained.


Jorick met her gaze and nodded, as if to say it was all right. She gave him a weak smile, then looked to the others. 


Oren stood just behind Jorick, and to his right was Jamie. He looked like Katelina remembered, only better with her new eyesight. His raven black hair, pulled back in a bun, was highlighted with subtle shades of blue, and his eyes were a deep brown, like melted chocolate. He wore a pullover shirt and around his neck hung the Executioner medallion; three silver circles twisted into a knot. 


Chapter 451