Lover, Predator, Vampire

"Before Carmilla or Dracula, there was Milena-the upír of Eastern Europe, lover and predator alike." - Vojt¿ch Novotný, Pravda Literární "Ecstasy and death entwined-enter the erotic world of Bloodlust." - Anastasia Petrovi¿, Gazeta Belgradska A Vampire Unlike Any Other-Milena Awaits At the crossroads of history and myth, where folklore lingers in the ruins of empires, a manuscript was unearthed-its pages stained with desire, betrayal, and the metallic whisper of blood. This is the raw confession of Milena, a being neither damned nor divine, but something far more dangerous. Through the fevered vision of Dante Remy, Lover, Predator, Vampire: Book I, Milena in Bloodlust strips away the mercy of fiction, revealing a world where history is written in blood and the sacred is forever entwined with the profane. Eroticism and folklore bleed together in a dark and intoxicating hymn to the vampire as she was always meant to be-ruthless, exquisite, and unbound. This is not the vampire tale of brooding souls and mournful regrets. Here, the vampire is a force of nature-seductive, unrepentant, and bound to no god or man. From the moonlit shadows of a humble village to the lavish dens of aristocratic decay, Milena walks a path where pleasure and predation are indistinguishable, where ancient rites entwine with the raw ache of the flesh. Each lover is a fleeting indulgence, each kiss a shuddering descent into oblivion. Every page draws you deeper into her hypnotic embrace, until you are lost in its grasp, unable to look away, unable to stop. Desire, Death, and the Eternal Hunger Lover, Predator, Vampire is an unflinching descent into the psychology of hunger and longing. Unearthed from the shadows of a forgotten building in Old Town Bratislava, this rediscovered manuscript unfolds as the poetic confession of Milena, a centuries-old predator who lures us into the raw interplay of desire and death. Seductive and reflective, Milena's voice is not merely that of a vampire, but of a being caught in the timeless struggle to reconcile yearning with meaning, ecstasy with torment, and the fleeting beauty of life with the permanence of her own shadowed existence. Her journey, filled with forbidden passion and aching self-discovery, unfolds against a world in flux, making her story as universal as it is deeply personal. Blood glistens like wine on waiting lips. Shadows of ecstasy stretch long into the night. And deep in the marrow of your bones, you know: You cannot resist.