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 rushed toward Sarah, but Jamie got there first. He held up his hands and said in a soothing voice, "It's all right. Let him go."


Sarah started to relax, then shook out of it with a growl.


Her victim gave a cry and struggled. Katelina could smell the alcohol on his breath and in his blood. His human blood. What in the hell?


"I saw his thoughts!" She pressed her face closer to the man. "You want to sneak up in the dark? You want to attack women?"


"God no, I swear. I wasn't going to do anything." His eyes grew large and he tried to pull away. "Jesus, you have fangs! Are you some kind of vampire freak?"


With a howl of rage, Sarah slammed her fist into his face. His nose snapped and blood splattered, dark against her skin. The smell made Katelina's stomach tighten.


It obviously did the same to Sarah. Even as Jamie shouted for her to stop, she tore into the man's throat.


Chapter 532