Look inside the books featuring, the erotic art of Reina Canalla, and buy the pillow books and ebooks at Erosetti Press website!

Erosetti | noun | [air-oh-SET-ee]

: A literary and visual form created by Dante Remy to express the interplay of erotic word, vignette, and media—evocative of the Japanese makura no sōshi (pillow book) tradition. Each Erosetti is a collaboration or original work that explores the layered textures of desire, memory, and aesthetic provocation. At once personal and performative, sensual and reflective, an Erosetti is a modern heir to an ancient art of whispered longing—a moment of intimacy rendered in ink, image, and breath.

Welcome—this collection of short, lyrical, and psychologically rich erotic stories is inspired by the intimate spirit of the Japanese tradition, placed near one’s pillow—intimate companions for sleepless nights, secret thoughts, and private reflection. These Erosetti stories are not simply tales of desire; they are confessions, fantasies, and moments of emotional exposure meant to be read alone, whispered aloud, or shared with a lover. Each installment blends sensual storytelling with literary depth, offering a glimpse into the secret lives of longing—where power, tenderness, and pleasure meet. Whether you’re here to listen, feel, or reflect, this series invites you to enter the space between mind and body, fantasy and memory.

Erosetti—The art of confession, captured in shadow and breath.

Look inside the books featuring, the ⁠erotic art of Reina Canalla⁠, and buy the pillow books and ebooks⁠ at Erosetti Press website!

This story, Office Hours, is an ode to erotic obsession and the narratives we construct to survive our ache, the fantasies that keep us awake, and the quiet spaces where we imagine entire lives unfolding behind the soft click of a closing door. The real arousal comes not from the act, but from the possibility. The hunger. The crafting of a world within a world. This story is about the quietest forms of rebellion. The academic as object of lust—not as a fall from grace, but grace itself.

Through the fevered vision of Dante Remy, Lover, Predator, Vampire strips away the mercy of fiction, laying bare 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. Every page draws you deeper into its hypnotic embrace, until you are lost in its grasp, unable to look away, unable to stop.

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 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.

This is not just a vampire story—it is a seduction, an invocation, a whisper in the dark that beckons you closer. 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.