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

Troy took Patrick home. Being in his car brought back the horror of New York. Patrick scrunched into the corner of the passenger seat and tried to watch the vampire without actually looking at him. 


"I'm not gonna bite ya, kid. Unless you want me to?" His tone turned suggestive and Patrick shuddered. "How's your little girlfriend doing?"


Patrick fought a wave of panic. "I don't know what you're talking about."


"Sure you don't. Little bit of blonde with big scared blue eyes. Those are the best kind. I love looking into those big terrified eyes while I ram my" 


"Leave her alone!" Patrick slapped a hand over his mouth, but it was too late.


"Leave who alone? Thought you said you didn't have a girlfriend?" Troy snickered and stopped the car in front of Patrick's building. "I'm not the only one who knows about her."


Patrick's blood ran ice in his veins and he struggled to control his voice. "What do you mean?"


Chapter 71