That’s exactly what my next-door neighbor, Aubrey, told me to do.That’s when I met him—the arrogant Aussie.It’s easy to forget a night with a stranger until that stranger is living next door.OliverIf it wasn’t for my horrific motorbike accident, I’d still be playing soccer. Instead, I’m crashing at my mate Chance’s place with no clue where my life is heading.I needed an escape while I got my head together.But it was never supposed to be with her—the girl next door. The rich heiress arranged to be married to some wealthy snob, and I was the arrogant Aussie who didn’t care about anyone but myself.She couldn’t have been more wrong. Gabriella Carmichael is a heartbreaker—the worst kind.And I’m selfish, cocky, and won’t settle for second best.I have to make her all mine.There is no other choice.

    A dash of a pretend role. A shot of steamy chemistry. Put it in a shaker, then pour for one exotic cocktail on the rocks!Wesley Templeton was determined to not follow in his namesake’s path as a cardiac surgeon. Was he smart enough for it? Of course. Did he have the time and patience to master the craft? Absolutely. Was he going to let his controlling grandfather hold his trust fund over his head until he achieved what was expected of him? Hell no!Harper Fairchild was the redheaded stepchild. Literally. Smart, nerdy, picked on, and often thought of as an outcast. Her social life was as dismal as her family one, so she left home when she could and made a new life somewhere else. Unfortunately she found it was hard to break the mold of what cast her as undesirable. Until she loses a bet with a coworker and agrees to a makeover for a blind date. When that turns into another disaster she escapes to a bar to nurse her emotional wounds, striking up a conversation with the sexy bartender and wondering if she could keep up the ruse of the confident sexy chick she was pretending to be.

    He was my protector. My best friend. My everything.And I was sidekick.We stayed close, even when relationships and life in general tried to tear us apart.Years later, he landed an internship at Montague Enterprises, competing with my childhood nemesis, Conner Daniels, for the final coveted position.That's when things got messy. The two bargained for the official job offer, using me as their pawn.And I fell for it. The scheming. The stolen kisses. The late night texts. My heart was being torn in two, and neither one of them cared. All good things must come to an end, right? Except our ending was one I didn't see coming. Hell, it should've never started in the first place.

    BelindaAs a political blogger living in Manhattan, I have no time to date. My few free hours are spent with best friend Soraya, and her husband Graham. Love has no place in this equation. Then Prince Zan walks into the coffee shop. He’s confident and different from other men, making it clear from our first conversation royal lineage won’t stand in his way.I know better than to be carried away by green eyes and soft lips.But if that’s the case, how did I end up in his bed?ZanMy dark past is a nightmare I can’t escape from. It was anything but easy to become a royal. Then I met Belinda. She might be a commoner, but there’s nothing at all common about this woman. One look is all it takes. Maybe if I bring her to my homeland she’ll be under its spell too.But the differences between our two worlds seem impossible to overcome. I refuse to ignore my duty and passion for my people, and Belinda won’t abandon her career. The right woman or destiny? Whatever it takes, I'm determined to have both.**Royal Pain is another steamy edition to the Cocky Hero Club series by author Leslie Pike. Opposites attract in this royal romance of choosing between love and duty. Follow your heart by devouring this passionate love story today!

    And why did British slang suddenly sound like a name in my fantasies?When Mr. Wanker shows up on my train to Italy, we make a deal that he’ll take me to Monte Carlo and then we can continue onto Rome, together.My lonely honeymoon for one is now heating up. And the more time I spend with my Mr. Wanker, the stronger my fantasies of tossing everything and moving to Europe play out in vivid color in my mind. Falling in love wasn’t supposed to be a part of this vacation. Reality always ruined fairy tales…

    Undercover Agent is written in Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward's Cocky Hero World and guest-stars Simon and Bridget from BRITISH BEDMATE!Resisting a cocky undercover agent is her mission impossible…LynxIt was one night,A night of pure passion and desire,A night I will never forget.But she walked out,And I never stopped thinking about her.And now, she's backWithin reach.And again, she’s off-limits,Belongs to someone else,One of my men.Teaming up with her to take down Those who threaten our freedomsSeems like a perfect way to get close to her,But there’s more at stake than ever before.Emerson I never forgot him.He was—is—everything.But the timing was off;I had more happening in my life than I could handle.And now, with him right there,I can feel how much I’ve missed:His touch, his scent, his taste.Except, there's more on the lineThan a love affair.We have to keep it professional.But can I do that when I need so much more from this undercover agent?

    I gave it all up after my brother’s accident and now I’m just trying to figure out how to save my family’s legacy and get over a broken heart. I’ve been in love with my friend Soraya since the ninth grade. Too bad she’s in love with someone else. I even have the broken jaw to prove it.My life is a mess. Until a smoking hot, little firecracker with a zesty attitude walks into my gym and turns everything upside down.She’s keeping secrets, something or someone she’s running from, and I’m going to find out.I won’t let her run anymore. I’ll prove she’s worth the fight. I must pull off the biggest win of my life. I’m ready to battle in and out of the octagon for her.I’m ready to save my family’s livelihood and win the woman of my dreams.I’m ready to battle for my destiny.Don’t think you know how this fight is going to turn out.

    I knew who I was and what direction my life was headed. I owned the most prestigious night clubs down the east coast yet I kept my identity a secret. I don’t like being in the lime light and my hometown was none of anyone’s business. However, making people happy was. I did that with my clubs. Until the day tragedy struck my family. I had a choice to make and it wasn’t an easy one.At the end of the day, family always comes first. I went home to take care of my mom and the ranch. I didn’t plan on that little smart mouth Hope showing up with a laptop in hand. Just out of a cheating relationship the girl was hell bent on hating all men. Me included. Hating me wasn’t the only thing she came back home for. She needed a quiet place to write her next article. Her interest? The man that suddenly closed down all the upscale clubs on the east coast.I wanted to be anonymous for a reason. I didn’t want the cameras and all the tabloids in mine or my family’s business. So, I don’t give her anything. Well, nothing she wants anyhow.I give her the cowboy, the man that I’ve once again become with the dirty mouth. Until she learns the truth and wants to run with it. I should have known that a second chance at love wouldn’t happen for me. All fairy tales have to end, right?

    He’s a cocky jet jock, a former Navy Blue Angel, and full of all the arrogance that comes with being the best of the best. I’m an ex-Zoomie, a female Air Force tanker pilot. The rivalry between our sister services is nothing compared to that between fighter jocks and tanker pilots. We’re bitter rivals and I’m low-man (woman) on the totem poleThe last thing I need is to spend six hours at thirty-five thousand feet locked in a cockpit with the cocky captain. But I have no choice. I’m his co-pilot, and we’re taking the CEO of Montague Enterprises, and his family, on a mini-vacation to the Grand Caymans.We have three days on the ground before we fly back.Three long days in paradise and he wants to spend them with me.I have a thing for fighter pilots.It isn’t animosity, exactly, but rather a deep-seated dislike. They get all the glory while the rest of us sit at the butt end of their jokes and wither beneath their ridicule.I hate fighter pilots. There, I said it. I hate the arrogant pricks with a passion.But after one look into those magnetic eyes, and the devastating wink which follows, I’m thinking of throwing caution to the wind. What harm can come from some innocent flirting? I’m not prepared for the air to sizzle when he’s close.I’m not ready for our explosive chemistry when he touches my skin.I’m not equipped for the fallout when our three days come to an end.Nothing can prepare me when I have to walk away.And I’m not ready for what comes next.He’s arrogant. He’s cocky. He’s determined to get what he wants.And he refuses to let this end.He’s fighting for a forever…with me.But, what if I’m not ready for our beginning?He's arrogant enough to prove me wrong.

    on Wednesdays.Oh, and I might have stalked him in the dining hall, too. Turned out he ate a lot of grilled cheese.And thanks to my big mouth, the paper I work for now expects me to do a story on him because he's not granting interviews. Not even to Anderson Cooper.But surely he'll meet me since we went to college together? Right?Logical assumption. Except that he doesn't know me from a hole in the wall.But I wasn't about to blow my chance with the paper. Writing obituaries for three years at one of the country's top newspapers was not my idea of a fulfilling career, especially since the money I'd borrowed for my Ivy League education could buy a small country. I wanted more--I wanted to report on real news. I wanted to prove myself, and even work in the face of danger. A girl's got to have dreams.All I needed was a break. No question, I was getting an interview with Talbot Richardson if it was the last thing I did. If I had to beg, borrow, steal, or... even take my panties off.

    But he’s no match for Alexa’s cold heart.Plagued by a bad reputation and a bitter divorce, Alexa is determined to make a name for herself outside of the bedroom. As International Airlines’ only female pilot, she’s had to work twice as hard and she won’t let someone like Jake bring her down. But she’s surprised to find he’s nothing like she expected him to be. Even more surprising is her growing attraction to him and his obvious attraction to her—an attraction that causes her to question whether swearing off men is such a good idea after all.But when Jake’s past resurfaces, she realizes getting close to him may be her biggest mistake of all.

    How could it when I vowed never to fall in love.Reef Burton, the sexy blue-eyed Australian football player, and his mates are definitely not ‘Losers’, yet writing it on a menu gave me a reason to smile. Only it didn’t make it to the trash. He returns to the restaurant where I work wearing his killer smile. I wasn’t to know those squiggly lines and arrows meant something—an offensive play his football team learned at an earlier training session. He’ll see what I wrote. Apart from it being awkward the next time I serve him, he could also report me to my boss.I can’t lose my job when in hindsight, I need to pay all the bills rolling in and care for my father.I’m thankful he kept it as our secret.Until he left me a note.Responding will only lead to more trouble.So, when Mr Blue Eyes-Blond Surfy-Hair gives me one of his spine-tingling looks, how can I resist?* COCKY NOTES is set in Australia and takes place before Cocky Bastard.

    And I'd never wanted her more. Gorgeous, loyal, poised, and all grown up. Riya Guliani had been a thorn in my side since we were kids, it seemed not much had changed.Except for the fact, she was known in influential circles as "the fixer," and she was back in NYC to clean up a mess. Mine. Who cared that I was a little reckless? I hadn't turned my father's million-dollar company into a billion-dollar empire by doing what was expected of me. But sometimes the unexpected was exactly what we needed. And I needed her in a way I never saw coming...

    . .HEATHERHermosa Beach seems to be the place for throwing together unlikely opposites.My rooster Rowdy and his new crush, Pixy the goat.Me and the obnoxiously cocky cowboy from Texas . . .But unlike Rowdy and Pixy, there’s no way I’m going to fall for David Strickland.Nope. Not gonna happen. I could never be with a man so completely opposed to everything I believe . . . no matter how hot he is.DAVIDThere couldn’t be two people more different than the beautiful little tree hugger and rooster rescuer Heather and me.We can’t agree on anything, except that we disagree on everything—at some times more heatedly than other times. And believe me, things are starting to heat up between us, in more ways than one.She's the last thing I expected to find at an animal shelter in California. But now I found her, I have no intention of letting her go.I just have to get her on board with that plan.Mother Clucker is a standalone story inspired by Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward’s Cocky Bastard. It's published as part of the Cocky Hero Club world, a series of original works, written by various authors, and inspired by Keeland and Ward's New York Times bestselling series.

    At Seemore Temps they pride themselves on the three B’s. Beauty, Brains, and Bounty. They supply the mostly male-driven businesses of Manhattan with able women that can do the job, and look good too. Needless to say, we’re a popular Agency.Working for Mason Chase should have been easy. He was married, kind and a bit of a flirt, but pretty harmless. Not like James Murtaugh or the Shameless Bastard as I’ve come to call him. He’s the ruthless, arrogant CEO of Renowned Investment Financial, and he’s set his eyes on... me.He can have any woman he wants and will go to great lengths to have them. I need this job, but I want, Christ, what do I want? Do I give in? Let him conquer me like some Emperor? Or do I stay in my place and collect the paycheck? We shall see, either way, it’s gonna be interesting.All good things must come to an end, right?Except our ending was one I didn't see coming.