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

Cyprus woke the next evening. Last night was still warm in his mind; the memory of her and him, of everything he had ever wanted.


Finally. Finally, she'd acknowledged what hung between them, the attraction, the feelings, all of it. And nownow what? Wolfe would be angry, of course. He'd see to it that they were both expelled from the Sodalitas, but so what? Cyprus had longed to be a guard so others would fear him, to make up for the years he'd tolerated so much from his masterbut that was long ago. He didn't need that affirmation to prove his worth anymore. Now he had her. Just looking into her eyes every day would be enough. 


He smiled and rolled over, but she wasn't next to him. He shrugged it off and rose, but she wasn't in the bathroom, either. Had she gone outside?


As he dressed, uncertainty crept into his happy thoughts. Had last night really happened? He was a vampire  all evidence of her bite had healed. If it had ever been there. Maybe he'd dreamed it all. Maybe


Chapter 134: Cyprus - Future's Promise, Part 12