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

With Troy's threat fresh on his mind, Patrick knew he couldn't go back to Oren's. So, the next day, he went to the store and filled up a cart with locks. Money was tight, but it was worth it. Or was it? Would they really hold the monsters out? He doubted it, and left the cart abandoned in the aisle. 


Troy's words haunted Patrick. The vampire painted a picture of finality that he knew in his heart was true. They were fighting a losing battle; slogging from one day to the other in a macabre game of pretend. He and Michael were going to die. And when they did, what would happen to Katelina? 


July spiraled to an end and August came hot and muggy. Patrick lived in a void of fear and paranoia. When he thought his terror had reached its epoch, some strange sound, offhanded comment, or nightmare would send him spiraling farther into the black abyss. 


Chapter 87