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

Bren clicked over to the other message string, to see Bree's lecture. Just as Trista said, it was long and angry. 


Bree: You're seriously going to go out with this guy?


Bree: If that's even him! He could have just got that picture online!


Bree: What do you really know about him?


Bree: Do you know anyone who knows him?


Trista: Somewhere in the country, about a half hour away from us.


In an abandoned house with no electricity, Bren added silently. 


Trista: Come on. I've been talking to him for two weeks. I like him!


Trista: He's perfect for me. Seriously, we have so much in common.


Bree: Or he pretends you do. For Christ sake you post everything online. All he'd have to do is scroll through two days worth of posts and he'd know everything you liked


Chapter 143: Bren - In the Dark, Part 6