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. 

The prequel to the Amaranthine series tells the story of Patrick and Michael, how they got tangled into Claudius' web, and their valiant fight to escape.

When Patrick's missing brother returns, he brings a world of darkness. Turned into a vampire against his will, Michael is the coven's whipping boy. When Patrick tries to help, he's claimed as a slave who spends his weekends preparing victims, scooping ashes, and falling prey to the vampires' twisted desires.

There's only so much hell he can take. When vampires from a warring coven offer sanctuary in exchange for cooperation, Patrick agrees. What he thought would be a few months drags into a long smear of nightmares and, though he fights for hope and freedom, the cost of victory may be more than he bargained for.


Brothers of Darkness

Katelina called two days later. "They transferred the tickets for me and they're good for tonight's show, if you want to go?"


Patrick heard the intake of breath, as if his answer really mattered.


"Great. I'll pick you up in front of your building?"


Patrick agreed, then scurried into the shower. His hair was shaggy and needed cut, but there wasn't time. He'd have to hit his mom up again on Saturday. The clippers she'd bought years ago from a TV infomercial had more than made their money back.


He dressed, then hurried down the stairs. Soft snowflakes drifted around him, and he leaned out and caught one on his tongue. Just like when we were kids. Only now his wish had changed.


He hurried toward the sound of a car, but stopped when he realized it was Michael. The vehicle pulled over, and the window went down. 


"Hey! Pat! How'd you know I was coming?"


"I didn't." He hesitated then drew closer. "What do you want?"


Chapter 64