A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.

BOOK TWO Thirteen months of silence- Atlas Hawthorne awakens to a body she no longer recognizes, now a lethal synthesis of human grief and experimental biotechnology. While she slept, the world moved on; Her peers rose ranks as La LunaX forces her to become a reluctant symbol of justice. Atlas must now lead a new crew to hunt down the traitors who killed her people, and clear Team Alphas name. For the sake of all ATTENTION: I OWN ALL RIGHTS TO THIS STORY (including the book cover)- DO NOT use without permission or legal action will be taken! WARNINGS: 18+, Blood, Gore, Violence, Death, War, Self harm, Explicit Scenes

Our very own contest, the Pride Awards, is here! All writers and readers in the LGBTQIAP+ Family are officially invited to join us on a month-long adventure to create completely new stories in the best of company!

A dystopian thriller that evolves into a violent sci-fi nightmare with hints of monster (very) dark romance. --------- Alice has a good life: a great job, a cozy, paid-off apartment, and a loving husband. She also has an oppressive government, a war-torn city, and general social decay around her, and what seems to be an alien invasion, though nobody is willing to admit it. You know, the kind of things that can really throw a wrench into a morning commute. She should have left a long time ago, but right or wrong, it's her country. What's the worst that could happen if she sticks to it? No, seriously, what's literally the worst?

Cover art by TrashyM Mercy - a treasure hunter currently living with dragons. Leo - a prince ready to commit insurance fraud to save his kingdom. Garrick - a bored pirate longing for adventure. Can they save their Kingdom and themselves?

🏆 21 AWARDS' WINNER 🏆 Ever since she was young, Melinda Grey knew she had a great destiny waiting for her. As a magical prodigy the likes of which the grand country of Obscuria had rarely seen, she had spent years and years training among those like her to preserve its glory. Unfortunately, when a great war led by a sorcerer named Patrick Hemingway manages to be worse than almost four decades of terror, causing Melinda to be faced with an evil she never could have imagined, the whole world is in danger of being ruined. However, that's only the tip of the iceberg. The trauma of a war-ridden country and many scarred psyches echoes throughout all facets of life, more horrible than the darkest of magic, especially as Melinda battles her dark side, searching for a way to preserve her tainted soul even as eldritch forces from above lead her astray, promising to reveal to her the secrets of the divine. Struggling against all odds, she gathers all her loved ones for a last stand, but will it be enough with all the odds stacked up against them?

Spring is upon us, and so are the many facets of change. We welcome you to explore short stories about love, loss and... kissing in the rain! This is an anthology from the Pink Literary Society. TW: some stories contain smutty smut and fanfics.

BOOK ONE Atlas Hawthorne, one of five pillars chosen to save humanity, embarks on a mind-bending mission to terraform Earth. Equipped with all the tools necessary for success, Atlas and her four companions lead a team back to their home, determined to restore it to its former glory and amidst the scientific challenges, monsters, and triumphs of restoring the ravaged planet; Atlas unexpectedly finds love, adding another layer of complexity to their already monumental task. ATTENTION: I OWN ALL RIGHTS TO THIS STORY (including the book cover)- DO NOT use without permission or legal action will be taken! WARNINGS: 18+, Blood, Gore, Violence, Death, War, Self harm, Explicit Scenes

It's spring time! And you know what that means! Rain and kisses! Come join us in the Pink Literary Society for our Spring Anthology! It is a low stakes way to have some fun writing with some fun people! And maybe get some kisses along the way if you're lucky.