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.

    Things go from chaotic to scorching hot when I run into my old crush, Miles Thatcher, on my way out of the building.Talk about disastrous timing. I haven’t seen him in years – five to be exact.Since the day we buried his sister – my best friend.That was both the best and worst day of my life.It was also the day Miles kissed me – and promptly forgot about me.Some things never change. He still has no clue who I am. Miles is no longer the boy I fell in love with. Now he’s just a stuck-up big shot with a big bank account and bigger ego.I wish I didn’t still have feelings for him but seeing him again only makes me want him more. If only Miles would finally ‘see’ me. A lot can happen over five years, but time hasn’t erased the guilt he carries. Underneath his fancy façade is a man who can’t get over the grief of losing his baby sister... or the regret of not being able to prevent it.And I’m just the girl who can’t get over him.

    After a wild night and a few too many drinks, I ended up in a hotel room with a complete stranger. I didn’t think I’d ever see him again — boy, was I wrong. Two days later, he walks into my dad’s office. He was looking for the man in charge.Instead, he found me — the boss’s daughter. A few sly remarks about my family had me all too skeptical about revealing my identity. It’s a good thing I held back.... Because it seems he’s got an opinion about the Big Wig’s daughter, too. Stuck-up.High-strung.Demanding.So, I let him believe I was an employee, too. A measly assistant with the curiosity of a cat. At least, that’s what he thought. Now I can find out why he’s painted this dark picture of my family.And it’s time to show him that I’m more than a name in the rumor mill.That’s all assuming I’m not exposed first.

    The cop who pulled me over was good-looking, if you’re into clean cut guys with expressive eyes. He was also cocky and gave me three tickets.One for speeding.Another for blowing a light.And the third for not producing an insurance card.Jerk.When he finally let me go, I realized I was more than an hour late for my first day as an intern for the infamous advice column, Ask Ida. So much for trying to be the only one in my family with a legit job. Lucky for me, my new boss, Soraya, didn’t fire me on the spot. But that’s where my luck ran out.A couple of weeks later, in between fetching coffee and finding the missing paperclips, I received a text message from my dad, the president of the Corrupt Hellraisers MC, ordering me to the compound.Yeah, try explaining that to your new boss. Hey, I’ve gotta go. Everyone in my family is a criminal and we’re all on lockdown.You’re fired.Sure enough when I arrived at the clubhouse, everyone was in cuffs and the jerk who pulled me over was the one ushering my father out of the clubhouse.They say you never see the bad guys coming.Well, I didn’t see the cocky jerk coming either.

    I was the kind of woman who lived inside the lines—until I broke the rules for a smooth-talking, creative Casanova. I really shouldn’t have been surprised when I woke up alone in his hotel room. Three years later, our worlds collided once more, and this time, I wasn’t only caught off guard by Ryder’s sexy, dimpled smirk, but also by the little boy standing at his side. A little boy he never mentioned, who looked just like him and was old enough to be one of my kindergarten students. The minute Ryder extended his hand to introduce himself, it was clear I had simply been another notch on his bedpost. Anyone in my shoes would have assumed the same thing I did—that Ryder DeLuca was nothing more than a womanizing jerk. Then again, you know what they say about assuming, don’t you? Both of us were marred by a past we couldn’t change, but with a little help from fate, two geriatric cupids, and a dog named Turtle, we just might get our second chance.

    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.

    Dear Ida,The arrogant man at the dry cleaners made my bad day worse.So, the last thing I expected was for him to offer me a job.I shouldn’t have accepted—not if I wanted to maintain my sanity.But the allure of a big paycheck overpowered my reservations.Now, I know he’s just as infuriating as a boss as he was the first day we met; yet, the sparks that fly between us are far more than on a professional level.The more time I spend with him, helping him secure investors for his new restaurant chain, the harder it is to ignore the attraction between us.Playing with fire, you’re bound to get burned.And this man has seared himself into my soul.Tell me, Ida, is there hope for our future, or is it impossible to really please this Tough Customer?

    Writing for an upscale magazine in New York City is a dream come true. Everything is perfect, until it isn’t.Now, I’m unemployed, single, pushing forty, and living back at home with my parents. Mid-life crisis anyone?Then he walks through my parents’ front door and it all fades away. Sebastian “Bash” Jagger is grown up and all man. This new version in front of me is as cocksure as they come. Some would even call him a Rock God. And he’s about to turn my world upside down with an offer I can’t refuse. There’s just one problem. He’s my younger brother’s best friend. My much younger brother.Sebastian:Fame and fortune; I’ve got it in spades. From the millions of fans screaming my name every night to the awards that line the walls of my mansion, I have it all. It’s a far cry from the dirty orphan who used to sleep on the floor of his best friend’s room.Still, having everything isn’t enough. Something is still missing. The second I walk through her parents’ front door and my eyes land on her, I know exactly what that is or rather who that is.London Ramone has been the star of every wet dream I’ve ever had. The forbidden fruit I couldn’t touch, but was dying to taste. She was beautiful then, but she’s stunning now. Opportunity is knocking—she needs a job and I have an offer she can’t refuse. If we both end up tangled in my sheets along the way that’s a bonus I can live with because I always get what I want and that won’t stop now.She thinks I’m too young for her, but I’m going to enjoy proving to her how wrong she is. After all, age is just a number and I have hers.

    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.

    He parades around with that sexy smirk and those fabulous abs like he’s the king of the kitchen. Of all the places he could choose to open his new restaurant, why does it have to be right next door to mine? It’s hard enough trying to get my place up and running without having him hovering around and disrupting my business. Not to mention the way my body betrays me every time he’s close. I should despise him. But with every prank, every act of sabotage we take against each other… The tension growing between us inches closer to personal and away from professional. Things are heating up, and not just in our kitchens… All because of this shameless chef.

    Driven. Focused.Those are the qualities that helped me win multiple Olympic medals, and when fate ended my swimming career early, those same qualities led me to run a thriving Manhattan restaurant business. But all of my success did nothing to prepare me for Savannah Reese. She’s beautiful, but also clumsy, awkward, and determined to make me question everything I ever believed to be true about myself. I thought I had all I wanted in life, until she shows me what I have been missing.But she refuses to fall for my charm, especially once she’s hired by my business partner as a consultant. Every word, every glance, every stolen touch, they only make me want her more. And for the first time ever, I want more than just one night with a woman.SavannahI came to New York for a fresh start and to prove that I could make it on my own. So far, so good. I’ve got a place to live, a job, friends, and cheap wine and cheetos to keep me company at night.I thought I was happy. Okay, I thought I was content.Until Alexander Devlin comes along with all of his suave British charm. He’s the kind of man your mama warned you about. Arrogant, sexy, and dangerous to a woman’s heart. He’s also my boss. Which should make him off limits… Except he doesn’t seem to think so…This sexy swimmer is out to seduce me, and I can only resist him for so long.Written in the Cocky Hero Club world, Seductive Swimmer is inspired by the novel Mister Moneybags by Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward.

    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.

    Demanding. Cocky. All words I would use to describe Kingston Avery. The owner of Avery Capital Holdings— and my new boss. It was tempting enough working together everyday, but ignoring his wicked promises under his roof was impossible. But the company had a zero fraternization policy, and things were already complicated enough. I needed to focus on doing my job. And avoid doing my boss. Kingston wasn't just another suit... He was a cocky suit. And when the suit came off, He was a man who could steal my heart. Gorgeous. Attentive. Compassionate.I just hope it didn't cost me my career.

    You’re ready to leave after a one-night stand, and you’re figuring out how to—shock horror—leave your number and ask him to be your fake boyfriend for your sister’s wedding this weekend. When he wakes up. Well, that happened to me. And over coffee and omelets, I found myself a date. Which was how I ended up arriving at the wedding with a guy I knew nothing about. I didn’t know his last name, or how we met, or how long we’d been dating. I didn’t know where he grew up, what he’d majored in in college, or how many siblings he had. I sure as hell didn’t know he was Adam Winters, hotshot hockey player—and not only my father’s favorite player, but my little nephew’s freakin’ idol. Which means I’m in trouble. Big, big trouble. My mother is suspicious, my sister is bridezilla on crack, and my grandpa will tell anyone who’ll listen about his time in Amsterdam’s Red Light District. Four days. I have to keep this up for four days, and then Adam and I can return to our regular lives, where we don’t have sex whenever we’re alone and my family aren’t interrogating him over his intentions with me. At least, that’s the plan. And we all know what happens to those.

    Getting cursed out in the middle of the airport isn’t exactly how I pictured meeting the man of my dreams. Then again, fate doesn’t seem to care much about my plans. Thanks to my failing health, I now have a lifetime of things to do, and a limited amount of time to do them. Rhys helps me live a little... and one by one we check off my list. From nude beaches to snorkeling to wedding crashing, I find myself falling for the outspoken stranger hard and fast. He wasn’t on the list... But can the uncocky hero save me before it’s too late?