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

With a shrug, Jorick took her arm and led her to the smaller dining room. Several pitchers of blood were arranged on a sideboard with trays of crystal glasses and bowls of spices. Katelina skipped them, but a vampire behind her liberally sprinkled cinnamon in his glass before he poured his blood in.


"Vampires can't have food," Katelina commented as they moved to a spot near the wall. "But they don't get sick from spices?"


"If they ate the whole bowl they might, but that's such a small amount."


"You're sure about that?" She downed her glass in one go. Embarrassed, she moved the topic away. "I wonder where Sarah is. Maybe all of this imaginary stalker stuff is her way of going crazy?"


Chapter 541