The Storm Wolf: Gathering Clouds - Good Evening
I gently pushed luther aside, slipping out of bed as quietly as possible.
The Railroad - Accident - 3.3
Rationalism he was here to kill luther.
Ch.5 A Weird start of the week
(39 and 34) and their son jason luther(13).
Tailoring your Experince
My name's mitchell, luther told me a friend referred you to me?" guessing luther was the meerkat that greeted me i nodded my head. "great."
Prologue: Tower Thirteen and its First Station
# incendius "faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase" - **martin luther king, jr** "hatred is an affair of the heart; contempt that of the head" - &
The Railroad - Empathy - 5.2
What does it mean that luther must prove his worth? luther’s worth doesn’t need to be proven to anyone.
Super Slime Saga
Naturally, luther had had too much to drink and quickly revealed just what kind of man he was. "stop squirming and stay still!" luther reached to grab julie's chest as his goon forced her to stick it out for him.
Chatline Chapter 14: Making Contact
_“what is important is understanding that luther is not a man worth saving."_ the words just jumped to the front of anya's mind and immediately she understood what eric meant when he said luther was _supposed_ to be last. luther was next on the list.
Fyfe's Curse
"well...you know luther has been experimenting with enchanting intelligence into inanimate objects? he...kind of got it to work, but the inanimate objects weren't too happy about it".
Unregulated - Chapter 15
While lumina managed to keep her clothes clear, it did land on luther's black dress pants, causing a small stain. "well then."
Thirteen Tales From Another World: Fifth Tale
"i'm luther by the way." "okay... great... so, i've gone from time traveling bureaucrats to having to save some kid. oh, this is a wonderful day." "um... excuse me... what are you talking about?" luther asked.
Chatline Chapter 7: Pointing Fingers
luther scanned the floor around him. “is there somewhere i can sit?" anya pulled up a chair next to george's desk. “here you are." luther sat in the chair and frowned. “is something wrong?"