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 jerked upright. Before her foot hit the floor, Samael was gone, a shadow flying out the window.


"Jorick?" she asked with a note of panic. "He doesn't mean she's here now?"


Jorick swung out of bed and pulled his pants on. "I don't know. Stay here."


"Where are you going? The sun's coming up!"


"There are no windows in the corridor. I'll be right back. Stay here." He emphasized the final words as he unlocked the door and hurried out.


Katelina sat on the edge of the bed, one foot on the floor, blankets clutched to her chest. She strained her ears. Slowly, sounds filtered through. Cars moved outside. A horn honked. Birds sang. A breeze ruffled the palm trees. A door shut upstairs. Voices came like murmurs, words indecipherable. Footsteps on the carpet. Another door, this one closer.


Footfalls hurried to her door. After the click of the keycard, Jorick was inside. "I woke Oren and Brandle."


Chapter 663