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Tales of the Executioners

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.

Joleene Naylor · Horror
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186 Chs

Chapter 171: Aine - Another Complication, Part 2

Still pondering, Aine walked down the block, coat flapping behind him. It was early enough that humans still lingered on the chilly sidewalk, eyes purposefully straight ahead. Good. He liked them that way.

Roger and James, the two guards The Guild had sent with him, waited at the corner.

"Well?" Roger asked peevishly, ignoring the look of horror James shot him.

"Bayard was a font of information." Aine rolled his eyes and relayed what he'd learned. "Since he could be at either place, it might be better if we split up."

Neither guard looked convinced, so he added, "It will be fine. Guards used to handle assignments alone all the time."

"Used to," Roger said sarcastically. "Then we pointed out the difference in pay grades."

Aine doubted that had anything to do with The Guild's decision to change things. He couldn't imagine Malick cared about equal pay for equal work. More likely, too many guards screwed up too many times.