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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 45: Kateesha Call of Blood, Part 1

The first half of this story takes place 1836 and opens in Virginia, sixty-one years after Reymen's story. The second half begins in Arkansas in 1868.

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Kateesha tied the cloak under her chin and gazed in the mirror. Her dark hair was piled high on her head. Golden earrings hung from her lobes, leftovers from the mistress of the plantation. Around her neck hung her Executioner medallion, worn like a badge to show the immortal world who they were. Malick had taken the idea from vampire lords of old, giving her and her brother in blood these necklaces long before they came to the colonies. It was a symbol of his own design, three interlocking circles that symbolized life, death, and blood, or something similar. Kateesha had forgotten the lecture, because she didn't care. She knew only that what had once been a symbol of servitude to her master was now something that instilled fear; the mark of an Executioner, the reminder of the coming punishment.