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

"What?" Patrick looked to the bar where Anthony sat sideways on his stool, an easy grin on his lips, his dark eyes trained on Katelina's cleavage. Oblivious or unconcerned, she nodded, lips moving in time to words Patrick couldn't hear. He had a sudden flash of Hailey. The asshole wasn't going to steal another one of his girls!


Patrick made a low noise in his throat and swept to his feet. Churo called after him, maybe telling him to stop, maybe egging him on, but the words were lost to the pounding in Patrick's head. Just as he'd imagined Hailey and Anthony together, he could see Anthony and Katelina. He could picture Anthony kissing her, peeling off her shirt, dropping her back to the bed, her painted fingernails splayed against his caramel colored chest, dropping lower


They looked up as Patrick drew near and recognition flickered over their faces. Anthony's shoulders went stiff, but Katelina smiled. "I didn't expect to see you here."


Chapter 68