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 woke before the others. The first thing she did was check the cargo pocket of her jeans. She felt the hilt of the dagger and relaxed. Sorino hadn't robbed her while she slept.


A pale strip of sunlight leaked around the edges of the door. An unnatural compulsion to approach it grew until she couldn't shake it off. She slipped from the safety of Jorick's embrace and tiptoed across the room. 


She stopped just short of the door, her shoes at the edge of the light. 


"You cannot cross the threshold," Samael's voice said inside her head.


"It is no matter. The sun is sinking. The others will wake soon."


She nodded and twisted her hands apprehensively.


"You need not fear. Nothing can touch us inside these walls."


 She edged closer, as if to press the urgency. "Malick is bringing an army."


"So long as he remains outside these gates he will live."


Chapter 495