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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75285 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)

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Read Online Books/Novels:	Rock Hard Neighbor
Author/Writer of Book/Novel:	Rye Hart
Language:	English
ISBN/ ASIN:	B0798NMJ8R
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He's my neighbor from hell. Rude. Conceited. Total caveman. He needs a fake bride to help him keep his little girl. So what do I say when he utters four lovely words: Will you marry me? I inherited my grandmother's cabin. Now, I live down the road from a sexy single dad. But, he made it abundantly clear he doesn't want me around. Now, he has the nerve to ask me to become his fake wife! I have so many questions for him rumbling in my head... Who is he really and why did he move into my this small town? Yet one things for sure... For just one night, I'm willing to put those thoughts aside And consummate this marriage. ****70,000+ words in this full length steamy neighbor from hell romance.Bonus content included after the main story, including a new Mountain Man's Second Chance romance.
Books by Author:	Rye Hart Books

CHAPTER 1

Amanda

Fuck.

Get it together Amanda.

It was a cold winter day in New York and I stood barefoot on the distressed hardwood floors of my apartment. My hands trembled as I held the crisp white letter addressed to me. It was from my grandmother’s estate attorney.

My grandmother passed away from a long battle with pneumonia and left me her home. Months had passed since her funeral, and I was still dealing with the loss of the one person I’d loved most in the world. I referred to her as my sweet Gigi. While she relentlessly encouraged me to follow my dreams, I still felt guilty for moving hundreds of miles away for art school and the pursuit of an art career.

No amount of accomplishments compared to her unconditional love, or her famous Sunday morning buttery biscuits. God, those biscuits were pure heaven. Gigi must have packed them with crack or something wicked - they were that good.

The thought of owning the house I’d grown up in overwhelmed me with nostalgia and a longing to get back to the place I called home – beautiful North Carolina.

Maybe everything did happen for a reason.

Maybe my life had hit rock bottom because there was something better waiting for me. Could it be that Gigi wanted me to return to my roots?

Perhaps I was supposed to have a horrible relationship with the man I once called the one – so I could take a step back and grow into my own skin.

Or, maybe I was bat shit crazy!

There was only one way to find out – and I was convinced that North Carolina was that way. I had to at least give it go. I owed Gigi that much.

When my parents split, my mother relied heavily on her to help care for me. My father cheated on my mother multiple times, and then she fell into drugs and alcohol to cope with her troubles. To say that part of my childhood was a complete shit show would have been an understatement.

Gigi was my rock, my support, and my sole source of encouragement my entire teenage life. She even supported me through art school in New York City. She fought for my dreams, harder than anyone ever had. She was my guardian angel.

I missed her so damn much it hurt. Now, I knew she was watching over me from a distance.

I just prayed I wouldn’t let her down.

***

So, you’re just going to leave without a word?

Groaning at the text message from my ex, Daryl, I tossed my phone onto the airplane tray in front of me. I was on my flight to North Carolina, and he wouldn’t stop messaging me. Leave without a word? I broke up with him over a month ago.

Daryl was demeaning and cynical throughout our entire relationship – except of course the honey-moon period that lasted for just a few months after we met. He assumed he knew everything there was to know about the art world. He constantly told me to find something practical to do with my art degree; like teach or give lessons. Not once believing I could showcase my artwork in galleries – even though I proved him wrong a few times.

Struggling as an artist from the ground up took a great deal of work and mustering of courage and fighting my own self-doubts. Coupling all that with my Daryl’s insults made things a million times worse.

He didn’t believe in me. And I’d put up with his shit for way too long. After the break up, the man had the balls to accuse me of everything from cheating to using him for his money. He claimed my art was more important to me than him, and I had half a mind to tell him he was right.

My art never judged me or mocked me.

It never told me I wasn’t good enough. It didn’t make fun of me whenever I wore the wrong type of dress to a cocktail party, and it sure as hell never told me my dreams were invalid.

Of course my art was more important than him. Because Daryl was a dick.

When are you coming back?

What part of breaking up did he not understand? He was out of his mind if he thought I was going to come back. Not after all the fights and all the digs and jabs I endured just to try and see the good in him. I gave him everything, until I had nothing more to give.

After everything I gave you, the least you could do is answer me.

I picked up my phone and opened the messenger. I poised my fingers to fly across the screen as my vision began to turn red. I crafted response after response of hurtful accusations in my head, debating on which one to send him that would shut him up for good.

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Advertisement Saving Mel Read Online Rye Hart http://www.books2020.com/saving-mel-read-online-rye-hart Sun, 05 Mar 2017 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/saving-mel-read-online-rye-hart Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Billionaire, Romance Authors: Rye Hart Advertisement

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Read Online Books/Novels:	Saving Mel
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ISBN/ ASIN:	B078XNY4J8
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A winter blizzard brought Melanie to the doorsteps of my cabin. Before the delicate beauty came into my world... All I gave a damn about were the orphaned kids under my care. Now, the sight of her alone and afraid puts my inner beast into overdrive. She's running from her past. And, a man with a death wish wants to harm her. I'll protect and safe guard her. He has no clue who the f*ck he's messing with.
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CHAPTER 1

EVAN

“Uncle Evan sing song?”

“What song would you like me to sing, Liam?”

“Alphabet!”

“You want the alphabet song as your bedtime song?” I asked.

“Yeah!”

“Okay. Let me go put your sister down, then I’ll come back and sing you the alphabet song,” I said.

“Okay. Kisses for Hawy?”

“Let me go get her, and you can give Hadley some kisses,” I said.

With my nanny out sick, it was just me and the kids. I thought this situation would’ve gotten easier by now, but it hadn’t even started feeling normal. Going from living a secluded life in the woods to becoming a legal guardian for two very young kids had been bumpy.

I loved my niece and nephew – but these last three years of my life had become a deep-fried pile of bullshit, served up and ready for me on a silver fucking platter.

It seemed that with every passing day, it was getting harder and harder to choke down.

“Come here, Hadley-bear,” I said. “Brother wants to give you a kiss.”

Scooping the seven-month-old up in my arms, she started babbling and blowing bubbles. Every single time I looked at her I saw my sister-in-law.

“Hawy! Hawy!”

“Ready to give your sister kisses?” I asked.

I bent the sleepy little girl down toward Liam, and he pressed a kiss right against her cheek. The sight melted my heart ten times over, and I knew the question that was coming.

“Sleep with Hawy?” Liam asked.

“No, no. Hadley needs her own bed to sleep in. But in the morning after breakfast, we’ll all pile in front of the fireplace. How does that sound?” I asked.

“Fire! Yeah!” Liam exclaimed. “Alphabet song?”

“Let me put Hadley to sleep—”

“Alphabet song!”

Tears were rising in Liam’s eyes, and the last thing I wanted to do was rile him up. Hadley was nestling into my chest and yawning against my shirt. I knew I needed to get her down to bed before she got too tired, or I’d really be in for a ride. Hadley was a wonderful little baby until she became overtired, and then she was hell on wheels.

She was just like her father in that sense. And just like that, the thought of my brother threw me back to that night. The police came knocking down my damn door with their pitiful glances and urgent messages, and I’d been too high on painkillers to even register what the fuck they were saying.

“Alphabet! Alphabet! Alphabet!”

“Okay. But just once,” I said.

“A, B, C, D, E, F, G… H, I, J, K—”

“‘Elenemo pee’!”

“Q, R, S, T, U, V—”

“‘Double doo lex, I, and bees’!”

“Now I know my ABC’s, next time won’t you sing with me?”

Liam clapped his hands while I cradled Hadley close to my chest. I pressed a kiss to his forehead as he hunkered down underneath his blanket, then I started out of his room and down the hallway.

The night my brother and sister-in-law died in that damn car accident had changed my world forever. It not only dropped two kids in my lap, but it also shined a light onto the sad reality of my addiction. In high school, I injured my back playing football. My fucking tackles didn’t know what the hell they were doing, and I got sacked.

But when the guy from the other team hit me, he twisted my torso a little too much.

I came down on the side of my back and hit a damn rock, because the school apparently didn’t check for shit like that. I cracked ribs and ripped muscle to the point that it took three damn surgeries before I was even remotely back to normal.

Back then, though, I was resilient. Back then, I prided myself on not having to take painkillers. The girls in my high school fucking ate up my story, and I slayed more pussy than I ever had up to that point. And they were all on top so they wouldn’t ‘hurt me.’ It was the life.

“Okay, Hadley. It’s time for bed.”

I slipped the tiny girl into her crib before I placed a kiss on her forehead. She was sleeping soundly, with her eyes closed and her lips slightly parted. While she was awake, she looked just like my sister-in-law, but asleep, she was a spitting image of my brother. A stab of pain hit me square in the chest, and for a second, it hurt to breathe.

“Uncle Evan?”

Whipping my head up, I looked over at the doorframe of Hadley’s room. The little boy I’d just bedded down was rubbing his eyes and dragging a blanket behind him. I tucked Hadley in before I left the room, then I shut the door behind me before I turned my sights back to him.

“Liam, what are you doing up?”

“Water?” he asked.

“No more water. You’ve already had a glass. If you have any more, you’ll pee straight through your diaper.”

“But… water.”

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Advertisement Teach Me Daddy Read Online Rye Hart http://www.books2020.com/teach-me-daddy-read-online-rye-hart Mon, 20 Feb 2017 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/teach-me-daddy-read-online-rye-hart Genre: BDSM, Dark, Erotic, New Adult, Romance Authors: Rye Hart Advertisement

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Read Online Books/Novels:	Teach Me Daddy
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Language:	English
ISBN/ ASIN:	B077PP5XS6
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I welcomed the isolation of the stony mountains. But there's one woman that haunts me to this day. For one night, I owned her. Her innocence. Her purity. It's been years and she has something that belongs to me: our daughter. Rose The icy cold mountains have nothing on Camillo. He has a thirst for dominance. Control. Power. Three years ago, I got a taste of what it meant to be with a real man. Those few hours of ecstasy were worth losing my virginity to a stranger. But, when I learned the truth about him I ran as fast as I could. Now he's shacked up in a cabin at the outskirts of town and I'm scared he knows my secret. Something tells me I can trust him, but I can't take any chances - no matter how badly I want to. Camillo My nephew deserves a life free from violence and pain. I traded a dangerous world for one that promised a clean slate. But no matter how hard I try - there's one person that still haunts me. For one perfect night, I owned her in every way imaginable. Now, she's the mother of my little girl. I'll do everything in my power to make Rose mine. And convince her I'm the family man she deserves. But, a dark past is coming back to haunt me - and everyone I love. They have no idea the hell I'm about to release. Because no one is laying a finger on my family.
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PROLOGUE

I squealed as his hands pinned my arms behind my back, thrusting my chest out to him. Without any warning or any words spoken, he kissed me harshly. My lips automatically swelled underneath his touch while our tongues danced a familiar tango and I felt myself short of breath by the time he pulled away. All this time had passed, and his kiss could still render me speechless.

The attraction between us was so strong, I could feel it electrifying the stale air of the diner.

“Tell me what you’re hiding,” he said.

I turned my head away to try and disconnect what I knew was brewing between us.

“Now,” he said.

I tried to fight the animal magnetism between the two of us. I could feel my entire body trembling as he tugged harder on my arms. My chest wrenched out toward him and his lips descended to my skin, pressing his barely-there kisses while he watched the whole of my skin pucker at his touch.

“You’ll tell me, or I’ll get it out of you one way or another,” he said.

His words made me hot and I started to squirm in his lap. I remembered how his spanking made me feel last time. His lips pressed once again into mine, and I whimpered softly at his touch.

He bit my bottom lip, pulling a moan from my throat that caused him to growl. I started grinding down into his lap, feeling his erection swell in his pants while his hands traveled to my bra. I started to backtrack from him, trying to get off his lap as his grasp held me in his lap.

I knew the moment he saw the stretch marks that trailed up the sides of my breasts that he would know.

He pulled my bra down, and my breathing sped up. For a moment, my nipples were bared to the warm air of the diner. I could feel them puckering underneath his gaze, hardening as I spilled into my panties. His fingertips rose to the side of my breast, tracing every lightened stretch mark he could find as I visibly quaked in his lap.

I was panting with fear while my pussy was growing wet with desire.

Suddenly, his lips dipped to my pert nipples. He licked and sucked, the sensations driving me crazy while I continued to moan. The electricity that shot through my body could’ve powered the entire town and, as I bucked wildly in his lap, I could feel the vibrations of his voice echo off the corners of my mind.

“Tell me your secret,” he said.

He ground against me, causing me to gasp for air. I wanted him and I knew he could tell. But I hadn’t told him what he wanted to know. My nipple fell from between his lips and his knee pressed against my clit, causing me to lose myself in his body again while he moved me back and forth.

My arms stayed taut, and his hand stayed wound in my hair as my body shook with the pleasure coursing through my veins. He rocked me to my precipice, my clit swelling with lust and wanton passion as my body started to shiver. My body jolted and darted with my orgasm as he rocked my body faster and faster against his leg, his lips wrapping around my nipples and riding me through the wetness pouring out from between my legs.

I shook helplessly on his lap as my orgasm barreled over my body and, once I collapsed, I felt him readjust my bra and pull my shirt down.

My hazy gaze found his stern eyes, and even though I was flushed with the pleasure he’d just given my body, he still wouldn’t let me go. I stared back at him, truly unsure of what was coming next, but something inside of me chanted a very familiar tune.

You can trust him. You can trust him. You can trust him.

CHAPTER ONE – ROSE

Shit here we go again.

Nothing good ever came in the mail. The first few days after the first of the month were the days when most of our bills came and I was reminded how dirt poor we really were.

Oh well. There was no need to prolong the pain any further. “Rip that Band-Aid off”, as my mom would say. I took a deep breath and opened the mailbox.

Stacked neatly inside were three threatening letters from the same credit card companies letting me know that I was ninety days behind.

No shit, Sherlock.

The hole I kept digging every month just kept getting deeper. I’m one straw away from breaking the camel’s back.

And when that happens… shit, I don’t know what I’ll do.

The one bright spot of this morning’s trip to the mailbox was the thick pack of coupons at the bottom of the stack.

I tucked the bills under my arm and tore into the coupons as I walked back up the gravel drive to the house I shared with Cassie, and my ten year old brother. Coupons were a necessity of life in Rose’s world.

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Advertisement Big Daddy Read Online Rye Hart http://www.books2020.com/big-daddy-read-online-rye-hart Sat, 04 Feb 2017 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/big-daddy-read-online-rye-hart Genre: Billionaire, Romance Authors: Rye Hart Advertisement

Total pages in book: 72
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Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 336(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)

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Read Online Books/Novels:	Big Daddy
Author/Writer of Book/Novel:	Rye Hart
Language:	English
ISBN/ ASIN:	B07736WWL7
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Just like the mountains... Chance is big. Rugged. And cold. When the sexy single daddy looks at me... I can't help but feel like Little Red Riding Hood. And that thrilling hunger in his eyes is making me weak. Dream The women in this small town can't stop gossiping. So we'd better give them something to talk about. I took a leap of faith when I became a tutor for Chance's little girl. Little did I know, there were a few things he wanted to teach me. But the skeletons in my closet won't stay locked away for long. If I stick around, I'll put everyone in danger. If I leave, I'll lose my one true chance at happiness. Chance A fcked up world made me into the man I am today. All I gave a damn about was my little girl. Then Dream walked into my life. She woke up the beast I had locked away. I knew I had to have her. Own her. Taste her. And then there's the way she lights up my little girl. She doesn't understand the power she has over me. But, a man with a death wish wants to harm her. He has no clue who the fck he's messing with... I'll protect Dream and the miracle that's growing inside her.
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PROLOGUE

He carried me over his shoulder, as his hand expertly worked its way up my skirt and into my panties. His fingers began to work pure magic as if they were playing an instrument with expertise. The pleasure began to build between my legs - becoming more and more unbearable with every second that passed. With growing anticipation, he walked me to the bed and dropped me onto the silk sheets, never once freeing his touch from my folds.

He pumped his hands, scissoring his fingers to stroke my walls and I moaned in pleasure as he growled and proceeded to bury his face between my legs.

He worked his tongue with skill as I steadily ascended my way over the edge of bless. I gripped his hair gently, holding him against me, rubbing my slit against his tongue as he licked and lapped at my tender, wet flesh.

“I could devour you, baby. You taste so fucking good.” He slipped his fingers down and against my ass, pushing against the back entrance as he tongued the front one.

The pleasure was more than I could stand and yet I had this burning emptiness and a need to have something fill it up.

“I need you inside of me, please.”

I wanted… no needed to feel his bulging cock inside; throbbing my channel and taking me to the edge of passion and beyond.

I knew he wouldn’t disappoint.

He stood, leaving me with my panties pushed to the side, and my skirt hiked up over my hips, to strip off his pants. His cock fell forward, jutting from his hips and begging for attention.

It the most beautiful sight I’d laid my eyes on.

I was one lucky girl.

CHAPTER 1 - CHANCE

Here’s a scenario for you: Let’s assume you want to remove all traces of masculinity from a man. How do you do it?

Pluck his ass down in the middle of a big city; domesticate him with a pretty little wife and a pretty little house with a white picket fence. Then just sit back and watch. Pretty soon he’ll think that getting a callus on his hand is as bad as leprosy. There you have it. Modern day pussification at its finest.

Fuck that.

This is exactly the opposite of the world I created for myself in the mountain town of Buffalo, Wyoming. Out there, in my cabin, I could see more sky than I ever knew existed. It was both exhilarating and desolate in a way that one can’t appreciate until they’ve seen it first-hand.

Solitude was almost everything to me.

Unfortunately, what I considered solitude, most people considered isolation. It took me six months to realize that I didn’t own a mirror. When I finally saw myself again, I was pretty much the same: six four,” buzzed brown hair, blue eyes, broad as a barn door, and sporting a beard that was headed for Grizzly Adams territory.

I relished in the isolation for years. It was a welcomed sanctuary after experiencing hell served on a silver platter.

After I was medically discharged from combat and lost my leg to an IED, I returned to my hometown, Boston, and my welcome-home present was the discovery of wife’s pregnancy with another man’s baby. The fucktard happened to be a man I once considered a friend. Needless to say, it led to a nasty divorce and my eventual move thousands of miles away to no man’s land.

The way I saw it, I had two options: murder the man who knocked up my wife, or leave town and shut myself off from everyone.

I chose the latter.

Isolating myself in the foothills of the Bighorn Mountains in Buffalo, Wyoming was just what I needed. That’s where I belonged, also where I started my life all over. It was a stark contrast from my life in Boston, but it was exactly what I needed.

Little did I know it would be the future home for my niece and I. Life had a way of kicking us both while we were down, but we sure as hell weren’t going to give it the satisfaction of taking our dignity.

Not on my damn watch.

***

As I walked into the elementary school Star attended, I glared over to the playground hoping to catch the five-year-old doing something resembling fun.

Crap, am I even cut out for this?

I asked myself the same damn question that filled my mind for months.

Since Star moved into my cabin, we’d experienced roadblock after roadblock. To say she’d been having trouble adjusting to her new environment would be putting it lightly.

In truth, it’d been a complete shit show, and I couldn’t blame her one damn bit. Star had every right to hate the world. The poor kid went through years of hell, and three months of living with an uncle who practically cut himself off from everyone he knew wasn’t going to give her the warm and fuzzies.

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