Not knowing what I got myself into, I found myself in some place with someone who seems to be the most dangerous man on this planet. And somehow he's the only one I feel save with.

"Que triste sería la vida si la risa desapareciera" . . . -¡No tengo un alma, soy un maldito cadáver, estoy muerta!- -¡Yo también estoy muerto!- . . . La repentina muerte de su hermano en Londres, obliga a (T/N) a sentar cabeza y dirigir el negocio de su familia para evitar perder su libertad, ella debió morir el mismo día que su hermano. El libro de registros de muerte de los Shinigamis no miente, y (T/N) Galliard debe morir. ...Lástima que la muerte y el conde Phantomhive, tenían otros planes para ella... -"Desde que entré al cementerio, sentí una presencia extraña, como si la personificación de la muerte se encontrara allí dentro...Al parecer no estaba tan equivocada al respecto."- -"Despertó mi curiosidad aquel hombre de cabellos grises. Una sensación de Deja vu me invadía al verlo"- -"De ahora en adelante, la responsabilidad cae en usted, ayudeme a resolver el caso que su hermano no pudo"- . . . Los personajes no me pertenecen, créditos a la mangaka Yana Toboso. -AckermanzAle.

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?

[BOOK 1/1] •DISCONTINUED• **I wrote this when I was like 14 it's so bad** (Note that this book will use the head cannon name Adrian Crevan and Grell is referred to as a trans woman because she is one and it's not that hard to not be transphobic) "So you're dead?" "But... I'm not?" The cloaked man leaned back in his chair and giggled. "Interesting..." he said. "I don't understand this... but yeah, I'll be ok. Thanks for worrying..." -- The story of a girl, you who had been killed, drowned to be exact. You wake up from what was meant to be an eternal slumber, in a creepy funeral parlour, where you find the most mysterious man, but he seemed to capture your interest. Just as you did his. [UN EDITED]

You're a half-breed: demon and shinigami. You're one of four identical quadruplets, and the youngest at that. Neither group accepts you as legitimate, and it was only by the persuasion of a particular individual that you were able to enter one group. This is my first story, so it probably will be pretty bad... please comment so I know what I could improve on. Also, it will probably be kinda messed up and somewhat depressing. I write sins and tragedies. Almost all of the characters were created and are owned by Yana Toboso, along with Black Butler.

** 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￣)┌

This is an undertakerXreader but it's also my history when my father died so don't eat me hehehe also I don't own any of he characters they belong to Yana Tobosso

You move to London from America for your Grandma who passed away. Since you're the only family member she had left she left everything in her will for you. Once you go see the mortician who is in charge of your Grandma's funeral you soon end up falling for the strange man...