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 stumbled back, waving the dust out of her face. Jorick and Jamie had leapt to the right and Verchiel to the left. Andrei and Annabelle had pulled up short just in time. The vampiress leaned heavily on her husband, the visible half of her face painted with terror. Wriggling limbs stuck out from under the heap of debris, vampires who hadn't reacted fast enough.


The cloud of dust hung like fog. Through it Katelina could see the shadowy shapes of figures. Someone crashed through the cloud and slammed Jorick back against the rubble. It took Katelina a second to recognize William. His pirate costume was torn and his black mask was askew.


Jorick threw him aside and pulled to his feet. Jamie kicked William's legs out from under him and pointed his sword at his chest.


From the chaos came a vampiress dressed as a saloon girl. She pulled a dagger from her corset and stabbed Jamie. Her running force sent her barreling past, but left the blade buried in his left shoulder.


Chapter 587