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

Upstairs, they met Baltheir in the utility porch. He gave them quick directions to the bathroom where they could "wash up". Oren shuffled Jorick in first, then Katelina went. Dots of blood stood out on her face and hands. Luckily they didn't show up on her black sweatshirt.


When she exited, Jorick and Oren were already in the front room. Zander paced, hands behind his back, crystal eyes alight. "we did nothing. For more than a hundred years this region has been our home, yet we sat by while this town was destroyed."


Gaius shrugged. "It was not our fight."


"The aftermath has rendered the townour homeunlivable. How is it not our fight?"


Trefor didn't look up from his magazine. "Next you'll say we should have interfered with the other vampires."


Chapter 616