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

Maeko fired her gun at the enemies while Katelina gaped. Since when did Malick's goons use sickles? That was more like-


She grabbed for Maeko's gun. The girl avoided her and continued to fire.


"Maeko! It's Fethillen's group! Don't shoot!"


"I am sorry, Kate-chan, but I do not think they recognize us. They will not show the same mercy."


Katelina hurried up the slope to warn Jorick, but he'd already clashed with one of the attackers. He wrestled the sickle away from them and ended the fight with a single swipe. His enemy's head bounced down the mountainside, not far from her, to disappear in the cloud of dust below.


He hurried on, the bloody weapon in his hand.


Katelina looked up and down the valley to see black suited vampires fighting the Father's followers. They hewed and hacked at one another, wreathed in smoke and dust.


Chapter 486