The Hunt by Platon Lobach

The grandiose head of the lion on the wall stared at him with some kind of reproach.

The Last Birthday by Anita Morozova

Could I ask you not to publish it, please?

The Ocean by Platon Lobach

The rain poured on the tired and cold streets for three days straight.

The Color Red by Anita Morozova

Clare still can't wear lipstick.

Lola Longleg by Mr.Peanut

Lola Longleg was very dead.

Silence by A.

 - So, she hadn’t said a word since?

The Demon by Olga Tepliuk

The rain battered the windows of the sprawling mansion,

The Vanishing of Leonard Ashford by Yulia Yakovenko

The storm had not stopped for hours.

No Dog by Maria Romaniuk

When Margaret and Bertram Childes were reported missing on

The Nature of the Weak by Marylinn S. Grimm

The rain drummed against the windowpane with the monotony of a prison guard.

The Last Exhibit by yaxxsu

The Museum of Fine Arts smelled like dust and old money

Coins by Alyona Chernysh

The house on 192nd Street in Hollis, Queens,

A Maiden's Ghost or a Story of Guilt and Revenge by Sophia Osadcha

The mansion has changed drastically since Lord Godwin last visited it in his youth.

The Disappearance at the Bus Stop by Sophia Kovalchuk

The October wind blew cold, blowing dead leaves across the cracked street.

Shadows on Oak Street by M.V.

Oak Street was always quiet.

Lights in the Dark by Alisa Chazova

Gray eyes tried to hide from direct light

Love Story by Maria Romaniuk

His glistening bald head,

The Vase by Mr. Peanut

 The first thing Barbie saw upon opening the front door was my glare.

Yellow by A.

“Hi, I’m sorry for breaking our agreement

The Cost of Trust by Juli

A stone lodged in his throat,

Alice by Lexa

‘I’m always right by your side;

Four Days by Maria Romaniuk

 “What?”

Nostalgia by Sophia Osadcha

Roman recognised the woman who came with Diana, his girlfriend, immediately. Huteniuk.

Scarce by Maria Romaniuk

Bertram prided himself on being a remarkably disciplined man.

The Ink of Another by M.V.

The heavy paper with the gold stamp lay on the wooden desk.

Family Circumstances by Oleg Khodko

The "Stilbon" mobile station rolled sluggishly across the rocky Mercurian terrain.

Happy Birthday by Olha Tepliuk

"Hand me the salad bowl. No, the glass one."

Lillies by Alina

Her mother stood in front of her

A Fine, White Line by Olga Tepliuk

 "So, any big clients yet, or are you still just... tinkering in that studio apartment?"

The Platform by Juli

The station was full of noise and movement.

So You’re Good to Go by Alyona Chernysh

The group chat had been quiet for three days when he sent the article.

Before the Skittering Away by Anita Morozova

The classroom smelled of stale coffee and paper.

When the Light Fell Soft by Sofia Kovalchuk

The church was filled with soft light and quiet movement.

Silent Rage by M.V.

The office was completely quiet, except for the loud ticking of the wall clock.

A Good Dog by Marylinn S. Grimm

Forty lives saved.

The Grand Fall of China's Communist Party by author unspecified

 "Honey, I'm home! You'll never believe what I just contributed to!"

Good Morning by Natalia Zavhorodnia

There are people who don’t feel replaceable until they suddenly are.

She is My Sunshine in a Life Full of Darkness by Alina

Gradually, her smile warms up the room.

Dear Diary by Olga Tepliuk

Dear diary,

Professor of literature by Alisa Chazova

June 16, 1904

Watercolor by Anita Morozova

Ask me what I reach for at three in the morning,

The Promotion by Sophia Kovalchuk

People always say that hard work gets noticed in the end.

The Most Patient Man by yaxxsu

I have always been the most patient man I know.

Dramatic Things by Alyona Chernysh

People are too dramatic about aging.

Rusalia by Sophia Osadcha

They took Nata away.

Pretend by Marylinn S. Grimm

Giggling, I slipped into the room and quickly slammed the door shut.

God of Death by Mr. Peanut

As I walk into the hallway,

The Silent Protector by Juli

I’ve always been the one who keeps everything together.

The Spill of Wine by M.V.

The red wine spilled across the dark wooden table.

The Last Key by yaxxsu

 - You could have called me sooner.

My Promise by Lexa

 - You’ve always managed on your own,

A Date by Sophia Osadcha

 – This painting is so ridiculously boring,

The Librarian by Mr. Peanut

I’m trying to remember whether I told Miss S

Daughter by Alyona Chernysh

 "You didn't come to the funeral."

AVALANCHE by Sofia Kovalchuck

 “You really came.”

Episodic Family Relations by Alisa Chazova

— Father, but I love him! —

The Sun by Marylinn S. Grimm

 – …Can you even believe it, Cami?

The Starving Ghost by Anita Morozova

Julian had spent two hundred years

The Swan by Platon Lobach

The last ray of sun shone its last light on the lazy,

Tomorrow is Another Day by Marylinn S. Grimm

 “What is it that you think you see?”

The End of the World by Mr.Peanut

“Get the hell out of here” isn't the best way to greet a customer,

Predators and Prey by Juli

Marcus didn't need threats or violence—

"Remember When" Kind of Story by Platon Lobach

 I was looking at all those pale faces wet from the late October rain.

A Regret by Evelyn Shults

They say dead people do not come back.

The Smell of Burnt Sugar by yaxxsu

 Miriam told plenty of lies, yet each one of them began the same way – with kindness.

Good for Them by Lexa

Yes, they despised her.

Tacky Bracelets by Sophia Osadcha

– Sorry, my friend’s a bit awkward at German!

Cold Mint by M.V.

The wind on the avenue felt like a slap in the face,

You Are My Peace, Dear Niece by Alisa Chazova

— Why do I have to wait for so long to see you again for the first time?

A Dog by Olha Tepliuk

I promise I am kind, I promise that I’m good, I don’t know why I bite.

The Confession of Emmett Vane by yaxxsu

Everyone in Bar Harbor loved Emmett Vane –

The Swings by Lexa

The creak of the swing left a bitter metallic taste in my mouth.

When Nothing Pushes Back by Aliona Chernysh

 A woman stopped time in a convenience store

Your Name by Anita Morozova

The scariest thing about vanishing

The Knock by Sofia Kovalchuk

The only downside to the expensive soundproofing was that it didn't hide the knocking of metal against a cast-iron pipe at all.

Too Kind to Be True by M.V.

The entire town swore Jake was a walking saint.

Why Do We Save Whales? by Olgerd Volker

Why do we save whales?

Innocence by Marylinn S. Grimm

At 2 a.m., a child is the very last thing people expect to see on their porch.

Toxoplasmosis by Mr.Peanut

His daggers pierced the skin of my thighs

Basil by Olha Tepliuk

Have you ever saved a life?

Little Guy by Mr. Peanut

His pitch was low, filled with rage

Woman in White by Alina

What's there to see?

The Fraud by Olha Tepliuk

 Have you ever been a fraud?

A Quiet Visit by Juli

One evening, a strange woman came,

Why Can't my Willow See by Evelyn Shults

My willow, don't u see,

The Arrival of Fate by yaxxsu

She came without knocking – as strange women do,

Fear of Dreams by Lexa

I'm happy that I don't see dreams

Already There by Aliona Chernysh

Once a loud man, with his pitch so high,

Storm by Anita Morozova

She threads the open field,

The Last Waste Ground by Sophia Osadcha

Do you want to go look at the waste ground?

The Feelings of Silence by M.V

A strange woman said nothing

Spaghettification by by Olgerd Volker

Without knocking or with,

07.09.2025 by Marylinn S. Grimm

Not mine.

The Princess and The Jester by Dzvinka Zilinko

Not too long ago, and not too far away from here, was a Kingdom.

The Merchant by Roman Hubin

In a village perched at the edge of a salt-white desert,

A Little Universe by Anastasia Bezsmertna

Once upon a time, there was a little Universe,

Lyra and Calista by Maria Kukshyna

Once upon a time in a faraway kingdom, there lived a princess

The Four and The Fire of Morning by Kvitan Shevchuk

Once, in the Silver Archipelago, on the Island of the Third Bell,

Once Upon a Time by Maria Iliash

Once upon a time in a small village lived a poor boy named Nicolas.

The City of Morpork, or Where all Sins Begin by Artem Zavalniuk

There is not such a creepy place in the world

Maps of What Might Be by Sophia Kovalchuk

In a valley where the wind never forgot a name,

The Wolf’s Promise by Yelyzaveta Tretiak

Once upon a time, there lived a little boy with freckles and black hair called Patrick.

The Road That Glittered by Sophia Ivanova

In the emerald folds of the Whispering Forest,

A Larger Crown by Daryna Yakovenko

A terrible plague had descended upon the United Elven Kingdom:

What Remains Unsaid by Sophia Kovalchuk

 When Daniel’s phone lit up at 2:13 a.m., he was still awake.

An Ode to Lost Potential by Daryna Yakovenko

 Jupiter was supposed to be a star but failed to form,

The Final Goal by Yelyzaveta Tretiak

 I shouldn’t have asked my son to do me a favor.

The Power of Written Words by Mariia Kukshyna

Writing is the best form of self-expression known to a man.

Guilty as Charged by Anastasia Bezsmertna

The day of the jury trial had arrived.

To Mum by Kvitan Shevchuk

Have you ever tried to make out familiar shapes in the clouds?

The Story of a Floret; Narcissus Poeticus by Artem Zavalniuk

Once upon a time, on the Meadow,

The Genesis by Anastasia Bezsmertna

The maturation of the human mobile unit was complete.

The Ring by Mariia Kukshyna

Today is the day.

Vermillion by Dzvinka Zilinko

Evelyn didn't like parties.

Love by Kvitan Shevchuk

There were definitely easier ways to throw your life into chaos

To Be Loved is To Be Seen by Artem Zavalniuk

To my love:

Fire in the Snow by Daryna Yakovenko

Countless people have walked through the alleys of Lychakiv Cemetery

The Little Ray of the Light by Anastasia Puhachuk

 Jace didn't move, didn't blink, didn't breathe without her.

One More Meeting by Yelizaveta Tretyak

The napkin flew away,

Jakie’s Apartment by Kvitan Shevchuk

They said my apartment was always dirty.

Revenge by Mariia Kukshyna

He cannot get up.

He is the Worst by Mariia Kukshyna

“He is the worst!”

Oliver Doyle by Kvitan Shevchuk

I met Oliver when I was eighteen.

Little Do You Know about the Day by Artem Zavalniuk

Today is the day.

Almond Water by Dzvinka Zilinko

It's hot as hell itself inside the studio.

Lily's Deck by Yelizaveta Tretiak

It is a painful truth that the best people

L is for the Way I Look at You by Mariia Kukshyna

“I don’t think it’s working out,”

Artificial Flowers by Dzvinka Zilinko

The atmosphere of the restaurant felt oppressive.

A Friend by Kvitan Shevchuk

That was when I realized something about myself.

Kangaroo's Bierdurst by Anastasiia Bezsmertna

Melbourne, Victoria, Australia, 12:40 PM.

Burning Ash Anastasia Puhachuk

Liam and I agreed on a new meeting.

The Last Day by Yelizaveta Tretiak

My mom’s words have never felt so sharp before.

From the Great Sea by Kvitan Shevchuk

Back home, no-one approves of my choice to live a life as a knight of the sea.

Dreams in a Silver Locket by Maria Kukshyna

When you are constantly changing places, you begin to forget