Unlikemovies Stories

Nathan Miller has been and always will be the star of the show. Cocky and pretentious that he is, Nathan is about to learn that the show isn't always about him. Emily Torres has just entered the spotlight on this stage or should I say "crew", and when Emily sees Nathan, she's speechless. Literally, she can't speak. Nathan is about to learn that one can't always be a selfish jerk, and he's about to learn, not through words, but by signs.

For sixteen years, Ida Nelson has lived her life with social anxiety. She spends most of her time in a forgotten art studio at school. Daniel Reed is known for nothing but misconduct and destruction. One day Daniel stumbles upon Ida's secret art studio and takes her beloved sketchbook as a souvenir. Secrets will soon be spilled, relationships will be tested, and forgotten memories will resurface. Find out what happens when the girl who needs love the most and the boy who thought he could never love anyone, realize that what they truly need is each other. ˗ˏˋOne song for each chapterˎˊ˗ Text copyright © HannaSayers™ 2017

[Spin off to Suicide, Skittles and Skates] Hannah Adem is one of The Elite at Premrose Private School, standing at the very top of the social ladder. But when her world - as she knows it - comes crashing down, she's forced to face reality. Behind the façade of indifference she paints on every day, Hannah is hiding a lot of insecurities that stem back to her background of which she knows next to nothing about. So when Rayne Parker, the quiet kid in her English class manages to see behind the towering walls she's constructed around herself, she's torn between two choices. Should she take the easy route and disregard him as a nobody, continuing living obliviously or will she allow him to help her face the fears of her past? But as she's about to learn, she's certainly not the only one with secrets and not everything is black or white. Sometimes you have to look at the shades in between to find out the truth. Sometimes you discover that life is entirely greyscale.

Unlike her twin sister, Lera Petre isn't too happy when her family moves back to Clearford, the home they left behind years ago. Very soon, rumours begin sweeping the town: strange deaths have been occurring with only one common detail - Atlas Sinclair's presence. With scars intertwining around his entire body, hardened dark eyes and a voice nobody had heard in almost a decade, the tragic story of Atlas is well known. Expecting him to end up as twisted as his father, everyone blames him for the recent deaths. Except for Lera. When her sister is brutally murdered and the only clue is Atlas, she enlists his help and the two teenagers embark on a mission to find out the truth. But as they are about to uncover, something far sinister than either of them can possibly imagine is prowling the town, killing off Clearfords' residents. Can they put together the fragments of a curse they barely understand before the time runs out? Will they understand why they feel as though they are never alone, with something unseen lurking in the air around them? But most importantly, can they find the hunter before they too become the prey?

Alex Bates has had more than enough of life. Plagued with the agonising guilt of being the cause for his sister's recent death, he's heading down a destructive path. But just as he is about to give into the urge to jump in front of an oncoming train, he's interrupted by a girl. Shy and observant Kalila Woods knows that no words can stop him so she only hands him a packet of Skittles and walks away. And so begins an unlikely friendship. She's on a mission to convince him of the many reasons to live and he's on a journey to find himself along the way. And maybe, just maybe, Alex will realise that dying isn't quite worth it.

"A sane person to an insane society must appear insane." -Kurt Vonnegut "she wasn't living" She truly believed that she had found the meaning of life. Or rather, the meaning of her life. "there never was anything in her" For her, she wanted to spend the rest of her life for the ones she loved, she wanted every breath she took to be repaid tenfold to those who she held close to her heart, she wanted every accomplishment, every award, every emotion, every single drop of her existence to be meant for those who had her wrapped around their little pinky fingers. "i look dead because i am dead" To the point where she would kill herself because they told her too. "bleed some color into this otherwise achromatic hellhole" And now, she has been given something that not everyone can proudly boast. "she doesn't know if she loves anyone or anything anymore" A second chance. "burn everything down to ash, to lower than ash" ______________________________ Book 1 in the "enlightenment" series. Sight. Follow this link to get to Book 2: https://www.wattpad.com/story/70565180-these-voices-in-my-head I've been so angsty lately. Please do enjoy. Starts off slowly but gradually picks up pace and gravity. Read a few chapters before deciding to stop and take this book out of your library. All grammatical errors and structural differentiations are indeed stylistic choices and do not require comments that point out every little mistake. WARNING: and I mean this, this book is dark and contains dark themes, as does the rest of this series. If you can't deal with the harsh reality that is immorality, don't read. #BreakStereotypes #FreeMentalIllness #NoMoreScars #ProjectSemicolon #StopThePain #UnlikeMovies #SALT #SaveALife ©2016, NevermoreNeverHere (Cover made by me. Pic not mine. Sorry for bad quality, but all subtitles are in quotes in summary, so enjoy)

The words never come out of my mind Because I want to say a lot in a little And now I know how to I just want you to love me blue

'An unfulfilled love story.' They exist in this very minute as we read it.

"I love you..." he breathes out, his hazel eyes filled with relief. His back straightened, like as if a weight was lifted off his shoulders. Dark curls tickled my brow as he pressed his forehead against mine, his warm breath fanning against my lips. The warmth of his arms around my waist kept me rooted to the ground as the reality of his words came swinging my way. "Stop." "What?" Allen says, pulling back from me with a frown gracing his lips. "I said stop." "Stop what, Delia?" he raises his hands to my face, cupping both of my cheeks. "Stop with the 'I love you' stuff!" I say with exasperation, yanking his hands away from me. "I'm sorry if I'm coming off too strongly, but I want you to know how I feel!" he practically yells at me, his tone becoming defensive. I look into his eyes, guilty for the way I feel. I can't, I just can't say it. "It's of no use, though!" I snap, twisting my body away from him. I start to walk away, tears running down my cheeks. "And why is that!?" Allen yells, chasing after me. An olive hand of his reaches out and pulls me back to him. My heart stops at that, happy that he is finally angry. I was getting tired of this, I AM tired of this. I push him away from me again and turn back around. "Why!?" he yells. That sends me over the edge. "BECAUSE! I DON'T LOVE YOU!" ***** After a boy asked her, Delia Hayes, to a dance, she thought her life would be complete bliss. He showered her with compliments and gave her looks of absolute adoration. Little did she know, what she thought was far from correct. She eventually became this boy's, Allen Brady, girlfriend. Whenever he was around, she smiled and felt happy. But she never got butterflies at his touch, and his kisses didn't make her melt. Wasn't that supposed to happen whenever you were in love? Was she even in love in the first? She didn't know and she didn't understand what was happening to her.

Each night when I lay down In my bed With my eyes open wide I think about life And the thoughts Which are bottled up Inside me Are slowly drowning me Finally, I had some courage To share my thoughts With the World Comment, vote and share. Enjoy and Happy reading.

You don't want to understand Even if I try to explain So I let my words out To let the world hear it I have come from The place which Was once called home ************************** Nexus Easter Nominations #1st place

A story in which a popular upperclassmen boy falls in love with a girl who lets her insecurities rule her, fights a war against herself, and her life filled with endless self-loathing, but he gradually sees her as a sparkling diamond in a dark cave - until society strips his happiness away from him and their relationship is put to the test. ›› angst & romance & trigger warnings ›› #shawrocketprize

These voices Inside my head Keep screaming Even though I try to block Them away Tells me the Story of the Past Which I try To forget SERIES #1- Voices #2- You ruined her #3- So the faith will weep

She is like a sunlight to my dark days She is like a laugher to my sad days She is like a solution to my every problem These are some pieces of me where she belongs to me.

Every little word Inside my mouth Now I am gonna Say loud

❝and i was never sure, whether you were the lighthouse or the storm. ❞ If I can't smile, then why should you? If I can't breathe then why should you? If I can't do anything then neither can you. Copy Right © BUBISKA Highest Ranking in SS: #56

"I fell in love with you and you never noticed." Ten word story from his point of view.

Stop holding into them So tightly that it might Break you from inside Lose your strings One by one It may be painful But it would Better than being pulled Towards them When you know They're never gonna Look back ********************** MERAKI {Greek} (v.) to do something with soul, creativity, or love; when you leave a piece of yourself in your work.