Stories by Gethelred

What is nothing between simple people turns out to be more.

He's for hire.

A Literal conception

Finding my way, and back again.

A meeting of the minds.

I can remember the look in your eyes.

I watched as the pentagram rippled...

It would be some time before I confronted the Devil.

Right now, I want to be degraded.

First, her face.

A quickie.

I smile, as I feel you behind me.

A twist on an old story.

A chilling night on a faeries' dun.