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

The memory of the Canadian ball was seared in Katelina's mind. When she closed her eyes she could see it again; live it again.  No matter how many times Katelina went through the memories, looking for a way to fix things, she couldn't find one. She couldn't change what had happened, any more than she could change the chaos of the next day.


Lilith had taken one of her new recruits' planes. No one could find it. Canadian Executioners, the vampires' version of police, arrived and locked down the scene. Dead were examined and carted out to be burned in a pyre of choking black smoke. Damage was measured and cataloged. Staff and guests alike were trapped until the Executioners dismissed them. 


While interviews were conducted with party guests, Annabelle called Katelina to her secret rooms; the rooms where Estrilda had been concealed for so long. Through the hidden panel in the wall and up the stairs, Katelina's heart sunk the closer she got. She could feel Annabelle's pain and misery. 


Chapter 590