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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 106: Lisiantha - Home for Christmas, Part 4

Despite Josh's driving, they survived their trip to the nearest chain store. Inside, Ichirou took off on his own, and Lisiantha and Josh trailed along after him. She tried not to look at her ex-lover too much, or notice the way his curly hair fell in his eyes.

"I suppose this seems pretty backwoods to you."

She blinked at the non sequitur. "What?"

"This." Josh motioned to the store. "Andeverything."

She shrugged. "It'sokay. I mean, a TV would help."

"Yeah, I've thought about that. We had one for a while, but then it stopped working, and there's nothing on at night except static, so what's the point?"

"Cable channels have programs at night. A lot of infomercials, but some shows."

He smiled; a flash of pearly white fangs that would have been worrying in New York, but went unseen in the empty aisles. "The new thing, huh? That's just like you. Always ready to embrace the newest and the biggest."