I made POV on my tiktok and was asked to make it into a wattpad story so here we are :-)

I'm not very good with summaries, so all I can say is to read it to find out what it's all about. :P Black Butler belongs to Yana Toboso.

"Where am I? Who's bed am I in?" I wondered. I was in a dark room. I swung my feet over and stepped onto the creaky old floor. There was so little light shining through the door. The edges had light coming from them. I gripped onto the door knob and as quietly as possible opened the door. I peeked out but no one seemed to be there. It was just another dark empty room but I could see the exit. Trying to prepare myself to run towards the door, I took in a deep breathe looking around to make sure no one was around. I took a deep breathe and ran for the door. I grabbed the knob and opened the door in a quick pace but when I opened it a tall dark man stood before me. My heart had skipped a beat and the shock of seeing him made me go off balance and fall to the floor. I scooted back. When I did my back had hit something. I turned my head to see what it was and once I squinted my eyes, I jumped and backed away from the coffin that was behind me. I looked over at the door way. I couldn't examine his face with the lighting from outside causing his shadow to cast over me. I heard a little snicker coming from the man. He entered and shut the door behind him. I couldn't really see him but I just remaind silent. I didn't know what to do or say. I wanted to make a run for the door but my body locked up. "Whats happening? Is this a dream?" I wondered. "Its too vivid to be a dream." I thought. While lost in thought the man before me had lit a match. I could then see his face. I was shocked.

You've fallen asleep in a coffin and wounded up in undertaker's store but what happens when the undertaker has a little crush on you?

(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.)

I read a book called kik on wattpad and I liked it so this is my version of it

I lived as a homeless girl on the street. I was covered in dirt and cuts. One day I noticed a poster for a circus. There were all kinds of acts, but only one stuck out to me. Knife throwing. While at the circus I met a boy, I soon started to fall for his charm. But.. I was in love with a knife thrower. I don't know where my heart is going..

Hi, I'm Harri Donavon, Matt's sister and Vicki's twin. Well, not identical twin. I mean I was the youngest out of the family but looked a lot like my sister that people assume we're twins. I was the complete opposite of my sister was, more like my brother if that makes sense. I've lived in Mystic Falls all my life and have never had a problem with anyone. Well, that is until the Salvatore's came to town along with the Original vampires. Life seemed so boring and effortless. Not anymore... Word count: 78,525

Thalia Cullen is the adopted daughter of Bella and Edward. She is close to all her family members, and they all love her. When Renessme is born, will things change? Or stay the same?

Alec looked out his window, seriously wondering where the hell Rosalyn was. Was she kidnapped? Did she get injured? Thoughts of worry crossed his mind, not helping his panic at all. "Demetri." yelled Alec, not able to stand the worry any longer. The dirty blond vampire immediately appeared by his door. "What do you need Alec?" asked Demetri in his deep husky voice. "Track Rosalyn. She hasn't come back since an hour ago." "No problem bud." said Demetri, immediately tracing Rosalyn's essence and making a mental map of where she could be. Last time he could see her in the Volturi castle was in the receptionist area. Now, she was in....Romania? "No...." growled Demetri, tracing another scent in the castle. Vladmir's.