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

Kali hauled Estrilda up by the back of her dress. Katelina felt Estrilda's mental scream as Kali surveyed her. With a shriek, Annabelle lunged. Yuki, free from the mess, knocked her aside before she could reach her target. She tumbled over the remains of the table that had been in the sewing room. Andrei roared and charged the offending vampiress. They crashed together and Andrei slammed his fist into her. She turned at the last second to take the blow on her side. Katelina could almost hear the crunch.


The vampiress staggered back. Andrei knocked her legs out from under her and stabbed a chunk of splintered wood through her chest. With an animalistic intensity he looked up to Kali, Yuki's blood on his face and hands. "Release her."


"I don't think so. The blood of children is the sweetest, and what would be sweeter than one who has been a child for centuries? William!"


Chapter 588