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 didn't peek out from under the blanket until the vehicle stopped. Then, she only looked to see they were at Zacharias' den in the desert. Inside, she threw off the bedspread and sank gratefully to the floor. Her eyes had barely closed when she dropped into a familiar landscape. Green grass waved in the breeze and trees were heavy with flowers. 


She turned to see Samael standing in a shaft of sunlight. Threads on his golden robes glittered. His long black hair shone like silk.


Katelina nodded and stepped closer to him. "Now what?" He turned to her, his expression curious. She looked away. "What will you do now? You said before you'd celebrate."


"And I shall, though perhaps not in the way you imagine. I do not need to destroy great swaths of the world, nor revel in blood to enjoy my accomplishments. A quiet celebration can be more meaningful than one which draws attention."


Chapter 674