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. 

Twenty-nine short stories of love, death, heartbreak, and blood.
Meet the Executioners, elite enforcers of the vampires’ laws. Walk with them through origin stories, follow them across the sea to the colonies, and run with them through the wilds, as they try to bring civilization to a land ruled by “day sleeper” clans. Fifteen interwoven stories tell the beginning of The Guild, set under the watchful - and sometimes malevolent - gaze of the ancient Malick, whose heavy shadow stretches even across the sea. Meet his favorite son, his willful daughter, his child-like pet, and many more whose jealousies, hatreds, and loves twist together to create consequences they can’t foresee. 


Tales of the Executioners

Griselda turned on her heel and stormed away, the cocktail dress swishing with each angry step. Why Malick had ever made that buffoon an Executioner


She still remembered when he showed up. No, not "showed up", but was invited. She was the one Malick had sent to invite him to The Guild.


"He is avampire of interest, you might say, from a powerful bloodline. I desire to meet him."


The way Malick had spoken, Griselda had expected something like The Hand of Death; dark, grim, strong. Instead she'd found a wiry Asian with purple eyes and cartoon colored hair. She'd thought at first it was a mistake  there was no way that vampire was from a powerful bloodline, let alone worth taking back to The Guild  but it turned out that was it. He was it. Malick really did want to see him.


Then she learned why. She'd brought him back, escorted him to Malick's chambers, and seen the absolute delight on their master's face as he surveyed the oddity.


"Verchiel, is it? A name chosen, or given?"


Chapter 80: Griselda - Pack of Wolves, Part 3