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 pressed a trembling hand to her stomach. Crimson oozed between her fingers. Watery panic flowed through her, even as she told herself she'd be all right. She was immortal. She couldn't bleed to death.


No. But I can end up drained and withered, and might as well be dead.


Micah noticed her injury. "Whoa, there, princess. You better go back to the room."


"Not until I see that Jorick's okay. I'm all right."


"For now," Brandle agreed. "Perhaps Sorino would allow" he broke off, though Katelina guessed the rest. "Allow you to have a drink from Kai." Except Kai was-


She pulled away from the wall, grimacing as pain shot through her. "Damn it. I thought vampires weren't supposed to hurt."


"Who the hell told you that?" Micah asked. "We might hurt less, but we still fucking hurt."


Angelica stood. She gave William a last look, then turned to Brandle. "Okay, now what?"


Chapter 668