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 took their place near one of the gates. A stone foundation stretched across the ground and a lake glittered through the screen of trees. Budding branches swayed gently. Early spring grass poked up from the damp ground. Katelina could smell the earth and the young greenery. Somewhere a cricket chirped, unaware of what was coming.


To her right she could see the next gate, where Verchiel and Jamie were stationed. The redhead hopped up the wall to stand on the gate's ornate roof, hands on his hips like a medieval knight surveying enemy forces.


She turned to Jorick. "We're supposed to take a high vantage point."


"He has one." He nodded to Verchiel, who ran along the wall toward them. "He can tell us if there's anything to see."


An explosion cut through the air. Katelina saw the plume of smoke rise in the distance, likely in the middle of the town. "That wasn't twenty minutes."


Chapter 496