I dragged myself to my feet, and with my hellhound in tow started off once more through the fastness of the wood, feeling, as the poet did before me, that my companion would be with...

Women! Whether human or divine, what man can ever truly understand them?

Aiden smirked. “Wonder what this one is called?” The hellhound’s ears twitched as the massive body lowered preparing for attack. I slid my hand to the middle of the blade, feeling my heart pound and...

My bad. I’ll work on that.