The long neck was like a magnet. When bare and exposed it was commanding and shouting. I was not allowed to move further without giving it enough attention and touch. I had to touch it delicately with my lips, to leave a moist trail. I had to repeat the actions until the whole surface was covered in goosebumps. Only then I could move down the twisting image.

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.

Los padres de Toru son actores reconocidos dentro y fuera de Japón, su hermano lidera una banda de rock que no tardará en alcanzar la fama, y él es el chico más popular de su clase. Por eso, Kioshi, un chico del montón que prefiere pasar desapercibido, se sorprende al enterarse de que la imagen de Toru es solo fachada: en realidad, le agobia estar rodeado de tanta gente y no tiene amigos. En un concierto, Kioshi ve a su compañero cantando sobre el escenario junto a su hermano. La actuación lo deja sin palabras y, aunque Toru teme a la fama y no está dispuesto a convertirse en estrella del rock, su amistad con Kioshi lo anima a seguir cantando y a enfrentarse a sus miedos. Mientras tanto, Kioshi intenta superar un desengaño amoroso sin darse cuenta de que sus sentimientos están cambiando de dirección. Ya a la venta en AMAZON (gratis en kindle unlimited). Con ilustraciones en la edición papel. https://www.amazon.es/dp/B09DFS2661/ref=cm_sw_em_r_mt_dp_JF64XKTVQVPDBVY75QV2

Nunca me había imaginado con un chico. Hasta que apareció él. [Basado en hechos reales]

Un sueño lo ha despertado tras siglos de absoluto silencio. Un compañero de batalla que es mucho más de lo que aparenta lo ayudará con su venganza. Sinopsis: El mundo sigue liderado por su padre y el resto de vampiros. Las personas, simple ganado. Ádrian no volverá a ocultarse hasta terminar con aquel que lo convirtió y que destruyó lo único que le hacía sentir humano. Para ello, se unirá a los humanos en su lucha por la libertad. Lo que no espera es verse envuelto con alguien que despertará en él sentimientos que creía enterrados. A la venta en AMAZON (papel y digital) y LEKTU (digital) Obra registrada. Todos los derechos reservados. Contacto de la autora: Email: nikaminiva@gmail.com Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/nikaminiva Instagram: @nikaminiva Discord: @NikaMiniva#1298 Web: https://nikaminiva.es/ Twitter: @NikaMiniva Más: https://linkup.at/nikaminiva