Moonbeams and Nightmares
Roared the netherwalker. "luck is superstition my little morsel." "so are werewolves, yet here we are." "we? you dare say we?
Wolf Creek Revelations
"they called him a netherwalker." marcus looked pale. "son, those are only legend." "do you know the name albert fish?" his face looked pained. "he's dead." "well he is now." the tension in the room was electric. "it seems we have a lot to discuss son.
The Past Meets the Present
He is as he says; a netherwalker. i almost feel sorry for him, but he has now shown us how dangerous he really is." "i don't like your tone of voice." "me either!" said maggie.
Jeepers Creepers
I knew not what i did so long ago, sealing my fate into that of a netherwalker. if you try to return me to the gates of hell, it will not bode well for you. you will not be the first to hunt me, and you will likely not be the last.
Dire Consequences
It was a bit like when he battled the netherwalker. he hoped the girl knew what she was in for. his cock slid out like a newly forged sword; hot, red and long.
The Slippery Mr. FIsh
I could see that he was uncomfortable sitting at the table with this netherwalker. for some reason, he didn't put me off like the others.