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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 64: Krill - Dreadful Note of Preparation, Part 2

Krill had breakfast the following evening a draught of blood from what was basically a restaurant then went in search of Hugh. He found him guarding the entrance to the dungeon, looking as excited to be there as the prisoners.

"Good evening." Krill surveyed him, looking for a crack in his veneer; something to give him away.

"If you can call it good. You won't believe this, but Arles resigned. They've given me his post 'for the foreseeable future'. Can you imagine? Why would he quit?"

"Perhaps he plans to leave? Go back to his coven, or make a new one. Who knows?"

Hugh continued to grumble and Krill surrendered. Obviously he wasn't going to incriminate himself.

"What I'd like to know more than Arles' plan for the future, is why you left this." He produced the note with a flourish and waved it under Hugh's nose.

The vampire flinched back, snatching at the paper. "What is it? I didn't leave anything."