T.K. Wade -- Author

Everdread was not really his real name, but that was how he was known. His name was a sort of clue to his personality and his profession. Ev...

“But I’m confused,” said God. “When are you not?” grumbled Lucifer. God glared for a moment which made Lucifer look away. God then remar...

Christopher had been working on another potion when he overheard two people talking within an adjacent room. Being a Cynocephaly, he natural...

“You’re talking about stuff I had nothing to do with,” said God. “You had everything to do with it,” grumbled Lucifer. “I’ve just been s...

The king of Canaan was looking through his collection of potions the next day when he heard the door to his chamber open up. When he turned ...

There was, in the old days of Canaan, one particular Cynocephaly by the name of Christopher. He was a whopping seven and a half feet tall an...

“I know you don’t like to think of them as creations,” began Lucifer. “Because they aren’t,” remarked God. “Whatever. The other angels a...