Shari J. Ryan has 14 audiobooks on Listento.it, narrated by 17 narrators, with an average listener rating of 5★ across 24 ratings. The most-rated is Last Words.

Number one best-selling novel Last Words is where reality meets fiction and the lines in between are blurred by forbidden love. Amelia - 1942: The inside of my closet held the last bit of my freedom before I was torn from my home and shoved onto a dark train. Our destination was even darker. "Women and children to the right. Men to the left," they shouted at us. Everything was taken from me, leaving only the smoke-filled air, piercing screams, and soul-burning cries. I was slowly starved and weakened to the bone, but there was a man - a Nazi - who brought me extra food. He called himself a prisoner too, but he scared me, and I wondered if he was the enemy I should fear the most. Emma - current day: My grandmother hid her past in an old diary under her bed. The tattered, brown leather book sat there for years until she asked me to find it and read her unspoken words. Now, her stories and secrets are consuming every moment of my life. She's dying...and asking for a man no one in our family has ever heard of. I never imagined a handwritten book could change my entire life, but it has. It opened my eyes to a new beginning, and I learned that love is not the unsaid word my grandmother has refused to speak. It's an action - it's longevity, taboo, and sometimes forbidden. Do we fight for what's wrong, or do we spend our lives searching for what's right? Last words were never spoken because love doesn't stop until a heart is no longer beating. PLEASE NOTE: When you purchase this title, the accompanying reference material will be available in your Library section along with the audio.
©2017 Shari J. Ryan (P)2018 Audible, Inc.

Friends since five years old. I got to marry my best friend. We were going to be a family. Or maybe not. "Time of death...." the doctor said. I won't forget that moment I looked over at Ellie-the paleness of her once rosy cheeks, the blue hue coating her perfect lips. You promised me we would be together forever, I wanted to tell her. She gave me her forever, I told myself. Her forever just ended at 25. "You need to say your goodbyes...." the doctor said. My body is numb, and my heart hurts. Hurts like someone just ripped it out of my chest. Which is ironic. "We are going to remove her heart now, Hunter. It was her wish to donate," the doctor said. She never told me this. She never told me another woman would carry on with her beating heart. She never told me this woman knew me but wouldn't let me know her. She never told me if I should follow her heart, or if I should follow mine. She knew. And she could have told me.
©2016 Shari J. Ryan (P)2016 Shari J. Ryan

A stand-alone romantic comedy I was trying to live every woman's dream, except my reality has been nothing but a nightmare job and a divorce at the age of 32. Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, my ex-husband, Rick, moved in next door with his life-size Barbie doll. So, that's been fun. Then, life pitched me a curveball in the form of a retired Major League Baseball player, Logan Grier. With his panty-dropping smile, he’s like an expertly photoshopped version of David Beckham, and he's single. Could life be perfect after all? Of course not. As always, there had to be a catch. Logan had a secret, and I couldn’t help feeling like the truth was dangling right in front of my face. With Rick’s daily agenda of torturing me, Logan has been an enticing distraction, despite the little fact he’s my temporary employee. Plus, I didn’t exactly care that his flirty behavior may have been a plan to get in good with the boss. In any case, I was willing to toss a few balls with him, seeing as my playing field hadn’t had any action in over a year. That’s when it happened...my two worlds collided. Hot temp met the ex, and a full-on bromance was born, but that’s only the beginning. The “man flu” has come out of nowhere and hit both Logan and Rick with a virus they’re claiming to be worse than childbirth. In fact, they’re pretty sure their end is near. Will the “man flu” be the kiss of death, or will it be my window for an opportunistic change? A humorous office romance filled with unfiltered satire, a little baseball, and comedy-packed moments at which women will laugh out loud.
©2018 Shari J. Ryan (P)2018 Insatiable Press Ltd

A Man Cave standalone - hot romantic comedy I just wanted an easy summer job.... That didn’t happen. Now, I’m in a living nightmare as I work alongside this monster of a man with mesmerizing emerald eyes that look at me inappropriately every time I see him. To add insult to injury, he has a tan I just want to lick, and a butt worth drooling over every time he purposefully walks by me. But, he's an asshat, and looks are everything. I mean, aren't. LOOKS. ARE. NOT. EVERYTHING. Why do I have to keep reminding myself of this? His job is to clean, cook, and tend to the house we work in. That's why I call him the manservant. Oh, and because it drives him nuts. That's what he gets for torturing me. This is a story of little restraint, too much desire, questionable actions, no strength whatsoever, and the best sex I've ever had. The question is: Do I fall for this crude manservant whose idea of a fun time is to tie people up and do obscene things, or do I give him a taste of his own medicine? All I'm going to say is.... Things get weird, twisted, then hot, then weird again, and - you get my drift. Go ahead and laugh. It might not be so funny if it happened to you. *A divine comedy filled with humorous satire and sexy moments that lead to a love that lasts - a perfect beach listen if you enjoy romance.*
©2017 Shari J. Ryan (P)2018 Insatiable Press Ltd.

A Standalone Romantic Comedy Everything in life was going perfectly, but then my luck expired. It all started when I got a new job, which came with a new guy. That’s when I managed to cause an unforeseeable disaster, which took down an entire company in less than a week. The new job, the new guy, and a big mouth led to another giant mistake. Then, one more for good measure. Flash forward a couple of weeks, and...I’ve got milk...because I’m dating the milkman, and yes, milk did his body good. Not only do milkmen still exist, but I’ve come to learn that some women hire a milkman to deliver more than just milk. I’m not the sharing type, but I also don’t like to cry over spilled - you get my point. So, I can either have a cow or search for greener pastures. Depending on my decision, though, I need to ask myself if I’m prepared to tell my future children that their father is, in fact, the milkman.
©2019 Shari J. Ryan (P)2019 Insatiable Press

Scarlett: Blytheville, South Carolina - have you heard of it? No? Yeah, neither had I, until today. Want to know why? It’s in the middle of nowhere, and I’ve been given the ultimatum of either living on the street in Boston or accepting a job transfer down to this blank spot on the map where people say things like: “Bless your heart”, “Over yonder”, and “I reckon”. Oh, and they don’t cuss, which makes survival a bit challenging for me with my flavorful vocabulary. I’ll cut to the chase. On day one of my new Southern lifestyle, I land myself in the hospital and meet Austin, one of the two nurses on staff. I would consider this guy absolutely gorgeous if I were into the whole tanned, smoky blue eyes, and messy sex-hair look, but I’m...not. Okay, I’m lying. If Austin wasn’t my type before, he definitely is now. However, I was sort of rude to him. While I’m sure my first impression was probably my last, maybe I can turn on a little Southern charm (if I can figure out how to do that) and change his mind. Austin: This chick is crazy, hot as hell, and more wound up than a taunted wild animal. I might be out of my mind, but I’m intrigued by her short temper and lack of filter. She thinks I’m just funny and sweet as pie, which I know annoys her, but she hasn’t spent time with me outside of work yet, so she doesn’t know I can dish out more than she can take. Miss Scarlett thinks she’s tough and intimidating because she’s from big, bad Boston, but she’s about to learn how things really go down in the South. The question is will Scarlett and Austin ever see eye-to-eye, or will they give up the fight long enough to see what they’ve been missing?
©2018 Shari J. Ryan (P)2018 Insatiable Press

“Women and children to the right. Men, to the left,” I once said. From 1942 to 1944 I was what some called a Jew killer. Though, I have never hurt a soul, I was responsible for separating Jewish families, ensuring they would never see each other again. Those who were sick, were sent to their death...by me because I was forced to follow the enemy. The war stole my right of beliefs, my goals for a future, my left arm, and the love of my life. I saved Amelia...then I lost her. And after more than 70 years, I’m told she’s alive and asking for me. Will love be enough to overcome the silence of more than seven decades?
©2019 Shari J. Ryan (P)2020 Shari J. Ryan

One kiss...and her lips forever lingered on mine as if tattooed there. Melody Quinn, all through high school I loved her from afar. Of course, in a cruel twist of fate, she waited until right before I left for boot camp to confess she felt the same. In that tender moment, we shared a kiss that branded her name onto my heart. Despite intense training, deployments, and life-altering tragedies, never once did she leave my thoughts. Now, years later, fate has led me home. I can't help but wonder...is a second chance possible? Reconnecting won't be easy. My life has changed in ways she may never accept. But the spark that has always been between us explodes into an electrifying jolt every time she looks my way. The timing is horrible, but I have to risk it. She needs to know no matter how stormy these Bourbon Nights get, I'll never walk away from her again. Contains mature themes.
©2020 Shari J. Ryan (P)2020 Tantor

While flying home after a phone call that left me heartbroken, a row to myself would have been ideal. Instead, I was unknowingly sitting shoulder to shoulder with a strikingly attractive single dad and ex-Marine. I could have pretended not to notice the man, but there was something familiar about him. It didn't take long before I pieced together where I knew him from or why he was back in my life. With chaos holding me hostage, I wanted to hide but couldn't avoid Brett Pearson, our old family friend, and my teenage crush, because he kindly offered to help out with my family's business - The Barrel House. Handling my father's distillery would be a distraction from my brutal reality. Except, I never paid close attention to the art of making bourbon, unlike Brett, who was full of bourbon knowledge. He offered to teach me a thing or two, but all I could focus on was the way his lips moved when he spoke to me. I needed to grieve, and my head was in the wrong place at the wrong time, but my heart was splitting at the seams. Bourbon was spilled, drinks were shared, but could passion ignite from a dying last wish? Contains mature themes.
©2020 Shari J. Ryan (P)2020 Tantor

A single Marine dad romantic comedy I got out of the Marine Corps to give my daughter a better life. I'm a strong and capable single dad. I got this, right? Not so much. The one thing my daughter wants is the hardest to find - a mom. It's not like they're selling hot intelligent women at Walmart these days, and with the amount of baggage I'm carrying around, I might be out of luck. Yeah, so. We moved from Oahu to Maui. I needed a job, a place to live, and to get us settled. I thought it would be simple, but let's just say...mistakes have been made. Mistake #1: I took the first job I was offered. (Should've probably asked a couple more questions about the required uniform.) Mistake #2: I flirted with Kai, the first attractive woman who crossed my path. (So far out of my league she might as well be a Hawaiian princess.) Mistake #3: I fell head over heels for that woman. (See Mistake #2.) Now I'm standing here showing my butt - no, literally. It's the required uniform at Man Buns, the restaurant I'm working at. (See Mistake #1). In any case, I can tell you one thing - it's damn near impossible to convince the woman I can't live without to take me seriously when I'm serving up burgers, half-naked, and women are constantly ogling my assets. I've gotta try, though. Because Kai is the woman for me, and she's perfect with Aya. I've just gotta get these man buns in gear and figure out how to win her over.
©2018 Shari J. Ryan (P)2018 Insatiable Press

Life isn't a game. Life isn't an empty bottle of bourbon spinning on a warehouse floor as I hold my breath. I feel weak when others perceive me as strong. I'm passionate though I appear to hate the world around me. I see beauty in all ugly things. I feel pain when I laugh. No one knows the truth. Well, no one knew the truth until now. Somehow, Brody Pearson understands more about me than anyone else in my life. The severed connection should mean something significant, but I don't know if I can forget all my self-proclaimed promises. Contains mature themes.
©2020 Shari J. Ryan (P)2020 Tantor

Very few people can say they were born inside a concentration camp during the Holocaust. Disease, starvation, and much worse, prevented most prisoners from surviving. For infants, it was nearly impossible. I became an anomaly. I shouldn’t be alive. As a child, I didn’t know my life was different from that of others. I had nothing to compare it to, and I had no insight about the day I was born...until the moment I overheard the truth. In a split second, I became a stranger to my reflection, my name, and my reason for being. I was not Annie anymore, and the people raising me were not my parents. Even the blue sky I cherished became an unfamiliar sight. I felt utterly alone in a foreign world, but that changed when I met another person who was lost, like me. Fisher offered his hand to hold and began to prove his theory of, “When two missing people find one another, they can consider themselves found.” Fisher enlightened me, and through him, I gained a deeper understanding of life. Now, I know there are two sides of the beautiful, blue sky. I’m on one side, and my lost loved ones are on the other, but at the end of it all, we’ll be together again under the one and only sky.
©2018 Shari J. Ryan (P)2020 Shari J. Ryan

In an instant the word pain was redefined.... August Taylor thought she could manage the weight of the world on her shoulders. Forcing a smile, she hid the secrets of the man she loved and pretended everything was okay. Until she found him unconscious, having chosen his addiction over her...one last, fatal time. Unable to understand the sickness that consumed him, grief rivets through August’s body. As she spirals into self-destructive behavior, she finds her life mirroring what she despises. Chance Miller wants to make a difference. After witnessing the death of his parents at a young age, he longs to help others as he was helped. He thought that path was leading him to adopt a child, but he’s not sure his heart can take another rejection. Then, he saw August. From a distance Chance watched the sweet woman transition into a shadow of her former self. Now, despite her resistance, he feels compelled to step in and pull her back from the precipice of pain and darkness. Can August and Chance find a way to help each other put their lives back together? Or are the scattered pieces of their broken hearts shattered beyond repair?
©2020 Shari J. Ryan (P)2021 Shari J. Ryan

In the final book of the Barrel House series, Brody Pearson's walls break down. The truth behind his humor, the reason for who he is, and the justification for why Brody is the silent hero to so many will melt hearts while he races to the ends of the earth to mend the one broken heart needing his love the most. Contains mature themes.
©2020 Shari J. Ryan (P)2020 Tantor