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Book Release Dates

Hey Everyone.

Welcome all the new bloggers and subscribers that have recently joined our Liston Hills family.

I love it when I open my laptop in the morning and see new people have subscribed.

Thank you all for the emails yesterday, I will reply as soon as I can.

So I was thinking about this yesterday. The release dates for the books. So many of you are waiting patiently for Beauty’s Breath and Capo Dei Capi.

So I will release Beauty’s Breath on Tuesday this week. Capo Dei Capi will follow on January 25th and Diamond’s story February 15th.

I am busy with some posters and ads for the Website. Maybe I will try my luck again on the Youtube videos.

Thanks for reading and have an awesome Smurf Monday.

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School Me Part 4 News

Hey Everybody

So almost two years ago I started this journey of writing.

At first I was lacking in a lot of areas and by blogging I was able to learn and understand the do’s and don’ts pertaining to creating a story.

WITH THE LISTON HILLS SERIES POSTING A PAGE A DAY WAS HARDER THAN I THOUGHT.

Now that we are almost completed the first novel ‘School Me Sabastian’

I just want to say thank you to all of my fellow bloggers and my loyal subscribers for joining me on this journey.

You guys are amazing. When i read some of the emails I get my heart throbs in wonder that you guys have actually took time to send me some of your amazing stories, or the short emails of how you love Liston Hills.

And that is all I need. 😊

Recently I have been swimming in chaos trying to sort out the amount of work I have to do to prepare for School Me Part 4.

I have also noticed the amount of new people that join my blog posts and Subscribers list everyday.

And I want to do a recap of School Me Part 1 to 3. So I have decided to make a small Video for you guys and I will leave it on my website.

So School Me Part 3 ended and School me Part 4 will be coming November 2018 and hopefully I will hear from you guys soon.

I am still accepting comments and suggestions for Liston Hills. So don’t be shy to send those emails 😊

Be the greatness, achieve your goals and live the life you wish to without a worried mind 😊

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School Me News

Hey guys

So it has been a while since I have posted anything about anything really.

Writing my books have taken up all my time(sorry). I have started this blog post and stopped over a thousand times over (I am exaggerating maybe it was close to 50), but sometimes my words just don’t come out like they should(perks of a human being).

I have read through the past three seasons and see we have come along way from School Me Part 1.

But for all of you wondering – School Me Part 4 will be returning on November 1st, 2018.

I will do a recap of the previous 3 parts before that and put up some teasers and adverts.

The previous 3 seasons are over, in season 1 we had our introduction, in season 2 we had our storyline taking off, and season 3 we reached our climax and the fourth season will be the conclusion of book One which is going to be titled and published as School Me Sabastian. Next year we will commence with the Liston Hills series Book 2 Study Me.

School Me part 4 will have 60 pages over a course of three months and will be available straight on your emails (No Spam).

It has been almost two years since I have started the blog and from 30 people we have now increased to 2400 people and counting which is amazing.

Previously many of you have been asked to post suggestions on my website, but from November you guys may post comments on the blog as well as email me.

Last year was a very difficult year for me as I had a lot of personal issues going on and I was unable to blog all the time.

I am happy to say that this season we will not experience those issues.

I will also be blogging more about other topics from now until November.

As well as some advice on writing. I have been reading some authors blogs pertaining to ‘their advice about publishing and writing books’ and while many are really informative I find a lot of them discourage New Authors.

I am a firm believer of optimism as well as results(More on that next week).

Back to School Me News, I was thinking about making a youtube video trailer for School Me and I am keen on hearing all your opinions.

So do let me know what you think. I am always interested in your ideas and suggestions.

A warm welcome to all our new subscribers and a big thank you everyone else for sticking around and reading Liston Hills (School Me) and actually taking time to send me lenthy emails. You are Amazing and I couldn’t have asked for a more loyal Group of people. So thank you all

 

 

 

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School me p3 (page 34)

Dainy

My thoughts of Sabastian must cloud my vision because I see him across the field walking to the other side of the school. I look at Reagan again and see he is chatting to the guys and coach.

“I’ll see you ladies tomorrow.” I grab my water and back pack and rush to Sabastian. I am half running, half walking.

He can’t see me and I don’t know why it makes me angry but it does.

“Sabastian.” He turns slowly, his face not showing a slight hint of surprise at seeing me here.

“What do you want?” He slips his hands in his pocket and stands there, not blinking, not even looking at me properly.

“What’s going on with you. Is it about Gina?”

He drops his head, “nothing that concerns you. See you tomorrow.” He turns his back again to me which is not what Sabastian does.

“Sabastian.” I run to him and pull on the back of his suit jacket.

He turns around so fast I almost trip but he grabs a hold of my upper arm.

“Go home Dainy, please just go.” He drops my arm. His face twitches.

“Not until you tell me why you ignoring me!” Wherever I went today he has turned and walked the opposite way. Now, while I might be okay with that on any other day, today is just not that day.

“I’m not in the mood Dainy.” He answers in such a tired way that it hurts me. I frown when he drops his eyes again. Which I find odd as I know Sabastian and Sabastian Delroy never drops his eyes when he talks to me.

And though I know about the fight, I also know that he would not feel guilty about fighting with Reagan. Because Sabastian doesn’t have a guilty conscience. Something else is up and while I tell myself that I shouldn’t care that I shouldn’t feel anything for this man who I once loved. Who left me without so much as a goodbye. A man that forgot about me so fast that it felt as though all our memories were just that- memories.
I know I do, I can’t stop myself. God help me because I feel so much for Sabastian. More than I should.

His eyes that are so familiar still refuses to look at me.
“Why won’t you look at me Sabastian.” I ask him and I know the need in my voice is for me. I want him to see me.

“I can’t Dainy. I just can’t look at you.”

“Do you remember that day in the cabin you told me that the only way to give a person a chance, is to tell them when they hurt you. ”

“Yes, how could I forget.”

“You are hurting me Sabastian by not even looking at me, you are hurting me.”

“But looking at you Dainy it hurts so much worse.” His eyes find mine as the sharp edge of his soft spoken words slay me more than the torture in his gaze.

I run, going as fast as I can. I trip, stumble and catch myself. It is a bleary mess, as the tears that track down my cheeks. The excruciating pain I am in is enough to stop my breathing. Why does he do this? Why does he say the things that he does? Why does it affect me so bad that I crumble.

A few months ago I convinced myself that I hated Sabastian but I know I just hate myself for loving him, for not been able to move past him past us. Even with Reagan, the boy who had me way before Sabastian ever did.

It is no wonder I run to the other side of the school to our secret place behind a forty year old tree.

My knees hit grass and my bag takes a fall. My face goes into my hands and I hail, it’s my cry of shame. A call for a return of the punishment that has become my life.

Hands wrap around my knees, cradling me in. A familiar scent reminding me of memorable times. I bang at his chest as I also breathe the deep scent that is his. The one scent I know for certain can’t break my heart this bad.

“I got you Dainy, it’s gonna be alright. I’m here.”

“Aiden, it hurts so bad. Why me.”

“He’s hurting too, you both gonna keep hurting each other like this until you talk it out.”

“I agree.” That voice comes from behind me. I turn my head from my brothers chest to look at Sabastian standing there.

I want to refuse but I know deep down that it is time we finally had that talk that I have dreaded since I saw him a few months back at this very same spot.

“Go with Dainy, I’ll cover with Reagan. Don’t hurt Delroy.” My brother warns him as i get up and grab my bag and kiss my brother on his cheek.

“I parked at the back, this way.” Sabastian says and I follow.

Hey guys… So things ARE heating up with Dainy and Sabastian. There is still a killer on the loose. And the people in Liston Hills aren’t too happy about it. 😊 Find Out what happens in The Final Part of School Me coming soon. 🐮

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School me p3 (page 33)

Dainy

Our squad was looking great. Rehearsals were flawless.

“That was great guys. How are the auditions coming? Did you manage to snatch any new talent worth seeing from any of the transfers?” I ask Candice who is standing next to me tying up her red hair as her brown gaze tracks over the football field.

“No, but Jessica found two newbies, one was a gymnast.”

“Nice.” I say as I spot the unmistakable man that is my boyfriend. I give him a wave when he catches me staring.

It was freaking hot today. The boys must be dripping from practice. Their locker room is going to be steaming and the reason for that is not hot water.

“tell Jessica to bring them here after school tomorrow. Let’s field test them.”

When Tammy Odell attended Liston High Private in 1982 she came up with the brilliant idea called ‘A field test.’ Instead of the girls trying out with new moves ‘which anybody could learn WITH the right teachers’, the newbies would have to survive a training session with the football Jocks. Test their endurance, we test their mind. A strong mind-set has kept us raining champion for years. And it is the funniest thing to watch. I know I had to do it myself.

I remember that day. It was the first day Sabastian looked at me different. The day he looked at me as If I belonged to him.

Freshman year

“Dainy, you not listenin’ Sienna and Tash are joining us. Liam better not be there. Oh my gosh , did you notice how hot he’s looking. Fourteen is definitely his number. I am drooling right now.” Rae slams the locker door.

“If I’m droolin’ now, how am I supposed to concentrate? I’m sure Jace and Aidy will be there maybe they can distract him.”

I roll my eyes as I slip my bag on my shoulders.
“They are both in the team. I heard Liam is thinking of joining.”

She does a silent scream as her eyes light up with glee. “Did he say that.”

“Yeah, he also said that he would risk your brothers wrath if he didn’t have to answer to Kylie about why he was talking to her sister.” Rae cringes at that one. Yes, A Stone is a Stone. It is hard to be the youngest let alone a girl in a family dominated by Texan men. Let alone have a sister that every guy in our school feared.

Kylie Bray was our school leader and I wanted to be just that. To us ‘a very small group’ we knew her as a laid back, chilled senior who was dating Dexter Kent, a junior. Who actually made it past her brothers. Well David and Michael Stone. I don’t think he would have survived Kevin Stone.

“Ladies it’s go time, asses in the field now.” Kylie Bray screams from the hallway.

“Weren’t we supposed to meet after school ?”
I question Rae.

She smiles at me, “It’s Kylie, when does she ever follow the rules?”

I shake my head and laugh, as Kylie saunters off.

Two weeks in school and I am finally going to be a cheerleader. It’s exciting stuff. I will finally be close to Reagan.

We walk to the open field from the back door of our school. There is about maybe eight of us with the two already waiting for us outside by the benches.

It is good weather now, I know that is going to change eventually once ten o’clock strikes.

I see the football team as I get closer to the stands. They are huddled behind a tree.

“Oh my gosh, Is that Sabs making out with Rita, yuck, gross.”

My eyes instantly look across the field and yes. I would notice Sabastian from a mile away. That guy made me want to throw things at his head. I don’t know why I still even spoke to him.

I watch him , his hands are holding Ritas against her back. He can’t even kiss a girl without manhandling them. What did women see in him. Oh i knew. He was the epitome of bad boy. Add WITH his billions that he would one day inherit. He had all the gold diggers around school falling at his knees.

The longer I watch, the angrier I become. I don’t even think about it as I walk across the field. I certainly don’t spend an ounce of regret when I get to him and smack his head.

“What the fuck.” He spins around and seems to take a step back and into Rita when he sees me.

“What do you want Dainy.” He asks me in dreary tone that makes me feel small.

Rita with her black hair and caramelized skin gives me a wicked smile full of satisfaction when I look at her. SHE is tall, and a senior in the schools cheerleading squad.

“I already got it.” Not sure why I am hurt by his words so much but I spin around and walk away. I am half way to the field when his familiar fingers grabs me from the back of my arms.

“Hey, stop.” He says as he practically spins me around.

“leave me alone Delroy.” I yelp maybe a bit too loud. Another boy would take a step back or drop his arm. Sabastian Delroy is not another boy. He is a boy that wears a suit to school because he can. Sometimes it is bow ties and purple ties. Today he is in a beige linen suit, minus the tie and add in a white shirt and it just pisses me off that he has to be so cute and such an ass at the same time.

“Dainy.” Kylie screams from across the field.

“Let me go Delroy.” I try to free my arm.

“I’m not done! You can’t just interrupt me and throw that kind of fit and walk away Dainy.”

“I already did, too bad.”

“Sabastian move it.” Kylie says from closer this time.

“Give me a minute Kylie.” He says to her but doesn’t stop looking at me. At the back of my mind I’m thinking ‘wow’ did he just stand up to Kylie Bray.

“I’ll give you all the time you need sugar, but Ms Hallow here doesn’t get the same deal. Dainy, move your ass to the field, Sabastian get your hands off the frighten girl. SHE ain’t ready for your brand of crazy yet.”

“Not yet.” He says it as a promise, of what I don’t know. And I swear I feel the brush of his thumb on the underneath of my arm before he lets it go. I turn around instantly and run toward the girls and Jocks across from me. I turn my head and see Sabastian standing in the middle of the field. His hands are in his pocket and he is staring at me. A cold shiver runs up the arm he griped just a minute ago.

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School me p3 (page 32)

Lizzy

My phone beeps with a message and I turn on my back and slip it out of my pocket. The phone doesn’t budge from the said pocket.

“Need help with that?.” Mason asks, and I can’t help myself when

I start laughing, “That is the lamest, yet most fitting ‘Can I take your panties off’ pickup line I have heard to date and believe me

I have heard my fair quota.” I say all this while I wiggle my phone out of it’s snug hole, with my butt slightly lifted from the carpet.

He laughs and I have the most goofiest smile on my face as I pull my Iphone free. My eyes drop to the screen. My mood taking a nose dive when I see it is a text from my mother.

‘Don’t think i’d be home tonight. GSTD.’ GSTD. It isn’t the fact that my mother didn’t even say hi or offered a smiley face as mothers do. It was the letters GSTD.

“Hey Liz you okay?” I fling my phone on the sofa beside me as I hear Mason talk.

“My dad used to send me messages when I was on break at school. He always asked me what I was doing. Believe it or not but me and friends never lasted,, my dad knew and he always tried to make up for it. When ever I asked him what he was doing he’d reply GSTD, Got Shit to do. He said that my mother taught him that one, he said it always cracked him up. Today was the first time I have seen those alphabets in a text since he died.”

“I’m sorry about your dad.”

“Yea me too.”

“Since I got here , I cant stop wondering if my mother had anything to do with it.” I wouldn’t put it past her. She always had a knack for being in the wrong place, but so did my dad.

I need to come to terms with that if I am going to find any answers, he was never a straight line lawyer. He liked meddling in things that he shouldn’t. I mean he did after all marry my mother.

“Ok, where is your head at?” Mason asks me with a really charming smile. He has this square, very Masculine face and it isn’t the first time and I doubt it would be the last that my stomach flutters.

” Nothing of importance, did Dexter tell you what time you coming” I say abruptly, twisting this no verbal conversation to where it needs to go. An actual conversation.

“Yep, another hour. I wanted to talk to you before everything got so serious.” He says.

My eyes shoot up to his and he practically melts my insides when he winks. I don’t hide my blush as I drop my gaze to the carpet. It is a shame that Mason Bray is such a manwhore or else I would so get in there.

My phone beeps with a message and I turn on my back and slip it out of my pocket. The phone doesn’t budge from the said pocket.

“Need help with that?.” Mason asks, and I can’t help myself when I start laughing, “That is the lamest, yet most fitting ‘Can I take your panties off’ pickup line I have heard to date and believe me I have heard my fair quota.” I say all this while I wiggle my phone out of it’s snug hole, with my butt slightly lifted from the carpet.

He laughs and I have the most goofiest smile on my face as I pull my Iphone free. My eyes drop to the screen. My mood taking a nose dive when I see it is a text from my mother.

‘Don’t think i’d be home tonight. GSTD.’ GSTD. It isn’t the fact that my mother didn’t even say hi or offered a smiley face as mothers do. It was the letters GSTD.

“Hey Liz you okay?” I fling my phone on the sofa beside me as I hear Mason talk.

“My dad used to send me messages when I was on break at school. He always asked me what I was doing. Believe it or not but me and friends never lasted,, my dad knew and he always tried to make up for it. When ever I asked him what he was doing he’d reply GSTD, Got Shit to do. He said that my mother taught him that one, he said it always cracked him up. Today was the first time I have seen those alphabets in a text since he died.”

“I’m sorry about your dad.”

“Yea me too.”

“Since I got here , I cant stop wondering if my mother had anything to do with it.” I wouldn’t put it past her. She always had a knack for being in the wrong place, but so did my dad.

I need to come to terms with that if I am going to find any answers, he was never a straight line lawyer. He liked meddling in things that he shouldn’t. I mean he did after all marry my mother.

“Ok, where is your head at?” Mason asks me with a really charming smile. He has this square, very Masculine face and it isn’t the first time and I doubt it would be the last that my stomach flutters.

” Nothing of importance, did Dexter tell you what time you coming” I say abruptly, twisting this no verbal conversation to where it needs to go. An actual conversation.

“Yep, another hour. I wanted to talk to you before everything got so serious.” He says.

My eyes shoot up to his and he practically melts my insides when he winks. I don’t hide my blush as I drop my gaze to the carpet. It is a shame that Mason Bray is such a manwhore or else I would so get in there.

Hey to all the newbies.😊😁 As you guys have noticed I have posted longer pages these past few days. The season needs to to come to an end. I am going to be doing some major vamps on my website abd with the blog to make it better. It is all exciting stuff.

Any suggestions please email me on shanaazk47@gmail.com

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School me p3 (page 31)

Lizzy

I listen to mason talk about his life. I can’t help but think of my dad, would he like Mason.

When I was younger my dad and I used to sit by a fire and talk about the uncomfortable topic of boys, now he is dead.

Someone killed my dad.

Somebody hurt him and I know my now dead aunt knew something about it.

My mother knows I am right yet she still insists that I am wrong.

Mason stares at me from his vantage point.

I say nothing, there’s nothing really to say.

Today marked a month since I’ve have stepped foot in Liston Hills.

Some people call it The Billionaire’s nest, the town for the rich and all their secrets.

Now it’s not just for the rich, but a town for the killers.

A week ago I couldn’t wait to leave Liston Hills.

The place reminded me of a Stepfords paradise, false, pretentious and full of people who thought they were made of titanium.

Look at me now, sitting in Mason Bray’s house, on his carpet while I wait for Dexter Kent to get here.

Two guys from the most wealthiest families in this place and the world.

The thought makes me laugh, I am the lazy girl from New York City whose father wasn’t born with millions but had to work his ass off to pay the bills and still got kicked up it with a bullet to his head, Bang Bang.

Yet, here I am, slowly worming my way into their lives.

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School me p3 (page 30)

Lizzy

My long legs eat up The distance to my door in no time. I get inside my house and drop my bag on the sofa in the lounge.

I grab an apple from the fruit bowl and hurry back to Mason who is now leaning against the outside pillar.

“Good to go?” He asks me as I stop right in front of him. His index finger pokes me so quickly that I yell. I instinctively throw the apple at him which he catches in a one hand grip. I stand gobsmacked as he smirks.

“Thanks for the fruit.” Mason says before he takes a big bite of the red apple.

Mason and I are currently sitting in his house on the tv room floor chewing popcorn and sharing school stories. After my long confession of how I got suspended in the 9th grade and failed the year, Mason one upped me.

“So wait, you and Ester got to the airport and then what? Did Diamond do it there ?” My eyes widen with interest as a lazy Mason lays sprawled on the wooden floor boards in the middle of the tv room with a cushion pillow propped up behind his head.

“Ester launched me, insisted it was some emergency, that was when Diamond rocked up, we came back here and then bang she kissed me, then she punched my nuts. Kylie and dad came home the next day to find me with the frozen steak on my balls.”

To all the newbies a big welcome 😊😁 and for those of you who have sent me emails I have read them and I am taking all comments into consideration 😊😁 comment can be emailed to shanaazk47@gmail.com

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School me p3 (page 29)

Lizzy

Now it was Monday and I have just arrived home to find Mason sitting on the bed of his truck waiting for me.

“Howdy there Ms. Sherlock.” He greets me with his new nickname as I jump out of my Camaro.

“Don’t you have somewhere to be like I don’t know, let me see, football practice? I heard you guys are playing against us this weekend.” I say as I grab my back from the passenger seat and slam the door.

His light green gaze wrinkles and it isn’t the first time I see the stark resemblance he has to his sister, Kylie, and father.

“Nope, we train at 6 am, not pm.” He jumps down and I get a full view of his sculpted legs in his light blue denim.

He crosses his arms and I arch my brow as he flexes his pec. Reagan Orniel is handsome and a total jock thru and thru and he is my cousin, but Mason Bray. Fuck me to blindness the guy puts Chris Hemsworth to shame. His dark rich brown hair is shorter than it was a few weeks back and the scruff on his jaw screams man. Not a seventeen-year-old preppy boy.

“So I came to pick you up. We meeting Dexter in the main house in an hour.” He stares at me intensely, my face flushes and I can my face, slip my bag over my shoulder and silently thank out creator for Mason Bray. Gosh, the guy is hot.

I have never considered myself as shallow or some girl who goes crazy over a hot face but now I seriously need to consider it. Since I met Mason I have had all kinds of crazy fantasies starring Mason Bray and myself.

My long legs eat up The distance to my door in no time. I get inside my house and drop my bag on the sofa in the lounge.

A big hello 🙋 and welcome to all our new subscribers 🙆 and for those who need to catch up school me part 1 and 2 can be found on my amazon site – https://www.amazon.com/Shan-R.K/e/B01EQMMF8M

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School me p3 (page 28)

Lizzy

My night with Dexter was productive. When I arrived at his place Saturday evening I was a tad bit nervous.

I have not spent time with a guy alone EVER.

The most male contact I had was with Kyle Brandt, my dad’s clients son. We went to second base at the pool outside my house while my dad and his spoke. So believe it when I say I was tidal of nervous anxiety to be at Dexter’s place after 7.

When I arrived Dexter opened the door and took me straight to the kitchen where he had the centerpiece decked with a meal to feed a small army.

I finally met his sister and brother and watched in fascination as the two bickered about general Knowledge.

Dexter shut them both up when he integrated his piece of information.

Then I met the nanny who looked like she was a bodyguard rather than a babysitter.

Once we had eaten our five-course meal, Dexter and I moved to the library.

We drank half a bottle of whiskey and spent the rest of Saturday evening looking at all possible scenarios to why my dad and Gina’s death was related. At first, I was a nervous wreck but once he started telling me jokes and stories about him and Mason growing up I actually felt at home.

We ended up sleeping in the library on the black sunk in sofas and woke up this morning to Mason calling.

A big hello 🙋 and welcome to all our new subscribers 🙆 and for those who need to catch up school me part 1 and 2 can be found on my amazon site – https://www.amazon.com/Shan-R.K/e/B01EQMMF8M