The Undertaker finds himself a cat one night in the rain and decides to take it home. But what happens when that cat transforms into a beautiful young woman with cat ears and a tail? Can the Undertaker resist her feline charms?

** NO GRAPHIC DETAILS** * WARNING: talk of sexual assault, only mentions* The undertaker finds you in an alley when you are 14 yrs old, starving, cold and thirsty. He takes you in and teaches you to be his assistant. Over the years you grow fond of his unusualness and unpredictable crazyness. One day a girl comes in and takes the undertaker to the side and declares her love for him. You feel this burning sensation that makes you hate this girl. What's wrong with you? Why do you feel this way? A/N: heeyy guys!!! decided to make a undertaker x reader story cuz I am in love with the undertaker so I thought 'why not! lets write a story about the weird wacky mortician we all know and love' BTW this is NOT part of the manga or anime this purely my own imagination...I know scary right? Also, I did not edit this so there are spelling and possibly confusion. This was my first book.┐(￣ヮ￣)┌

(Y/n) was a girl who some might say was a little different. Life had treated her cruel. After the disappearance of her parents, she'd become desperate to know what happened to them. But due to her duty to reap the souls of the dead, the chance to find out the truth had disappeared. So when she is forced to work undercover, to find out about a certain Undertaker, curiosity sparkles in her eyes...her emerald green Shinigami eyes... Would this strange mortician know the truth about her past? #2 in Adrian Crevan (I have already published this on my quotev account, and I do NOT own any images used.)

Its a saturday in london, just a normal saturday. (Y/N) was walking down the street listenng to music and holding a book on the prosses after death. dont know why, always just been nto that kind of stuff, especially after i turned nto a reaper. i figure, if its just apart of life mabey i should know about it. As i walk down the street i see a cool looking funera parlor called the under taker.

Umm the title says it all. This is my first story so please rate and leave a comment so I can make it better! Thanks for taking the time to read this and sorry I couldn't come up with a better title >.<

Levi x reader (fan fic) You are promoted to the Survey Corps! You try to carry on a regular life in the survey corps, but that is when you run into Levi Ackerman. In no time both of you cross paths. Will your captain ever think of you as 'something else' or just a member of his squad? Will you have any challenges to getting to your true love's heart? Text copyright © 2015 by 5th_Kira This is the very first fanfic I write, and I take note that it is NOT the best nor is it very good, so please don't judge, thanks. Enjoy! (Also, I take feedback.)

I've never been the favorite, I've never been loved, I've never had a best friend. Until he saved my life when I was twelve. But as we grew closer, he became distant shortly after. Then, my best friend left me for Bella. Do I hate her? No, I hate that he loves her. I'm now and will forever be broken....... But right now I have bigger problems.......

This is a Levi x Reader. Yes there will be Lemon <3 Story Intro in the story. Enjoy!!! Disclaimer: I do not any of the AOT characters!!!!!! I only own mine! Thanks! *Warning: There is cursing!!!!*

Lexi Grayson is a normal teenager, as normal as she can be with her unobserving skills and her overthinking mind. But she might need the overthinking if she wants to unravel the smirking mystery that is Blake Eaton.

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...