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

Katelina and Jorick said their goodbyes to Sadihra and Wolfe, and headed out of the restaurant. "That was surprising," Katelina mused.


"Sadihra asking you to be a witness? Not really. She's been friendly to you before."


"No, that she's marrying Wolfe. I wouldn't."


"That's probably why he didn't ask you." Jorick's chuckle faded and something heavy hung between them, something she wasn't ready to deal with.


She was saved by Sorino. The flashy vampire rounded the corner, Kai behind him on his chain. Bringing up the rear was a dark skinned vampire whose dreadlocks were studded with beads. It was Lurid, his relic hunting friend.


"Ah, Jorick. I believe you're acquainted?"


"Yes," he answered impatiently. Katelina remembered the beaded vampire from their quest to find the Heart of the Raven. She still hadn't decided if he was good or bad.


"Such things are subjective," Sorino said. His usual smugness was missing.


"You look unhappy," Jorick commented cheerfully.


Chapter 464