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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 66: Krill - Dreadful Note of Preparation, Part 4

They roamed corridors, sniffing and reaching out with their senses for the sisters. After two hours with no success, they retreated to the restaurant to have a drink and examine their plan.

"We've probably missed them." Krill took a defeated drink from his glass. "I imagine they're barricaded in their room by now. We won't get inside again."

"True enough. Maybe we can solve it without them. I'll be back."

He disappeared toward the counter, leaving Krill to toy with his glass morosely. It was bad enough that Abigale wouldn't tell him, but MollyHe'd always liked Molly the best of the four. Hugh had joked about his taste, but it had nothing to do with her appearance. Or maybe it did. Maybe it was because she reminded him of Katherine.

That would explain the lack of romantic feeling that went with his affection. How could he feel that way about someone who reminded him of his sister?