Club: original works from various authors inspired by Keeland and Ward’s New
York Times bestselling Cocky Bastard series.
promises under his roof was impossible.
have it all. Wealth, security, and a collection of vehicles that spark envy,
even amongst LA’s rich and famous. Money is all I ever wanted, but now that I
have it in spades, I’m restless.
first time in my life, I want things cash can’t procure. I want a real
relationship. Beauty and brains. A salacious little minx who isn’t afraid to
call me out. My equal, in and out of the bedroom.
is I have no clue where to find a woman like that.
luck when I come upon a curvy, gorgeous maiden in distress, stranded on the
side of I-10 like a mirage fashioned from my deepest desires. It’s fate.
isn’t impressed. Not by my money, my power, or my ability to make all her
dreams come true. Hell, she won’t even accept my ride without an
argument. But I’m not giving up. She doesn’t know who she’s dealing with, and
I’m not afraid to play dirty.
BY KAT MIZERA
CIA operative might be exciting, but living under the radar gets lonely.
someone, much less having a relationship, is the most impossible mission of
all.There was someone… once. But she was looking for a white picket fence and I
was headed for war.
years of service to my country are catching up with me and I’m ready for a
never expected that change to be Shannon, or that she would be in trouble.
me can’t forget that damn kiss. The Marine in me is ready to protect her at all
not want my help, but I’m not walking away this time.
won’t have the ending either of us were looking for…
took me under his wing when we were kids. He was my protector. My best friend.
landed an internship at Montague Enterprises, I was thrilled. Hundreds of
people had applied, and Levi and his roommate had made the cut. There was just
one problem. Only one of them would be offered the permanent position.
things got messy.
bargained for the final job offer, using me as their pawn.
for it. The scheming. The stolen kisses. The late night texts. My heart was
being torn in two, and neither one of them cared. I was nothing but a pretty
face to one of them, and an easy target for the other.
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.
writing ‘LOSERS’ on a menu could lead to an affair of love notes?
start out as love. How could it when I vowed never to fall in love…
Burton, the sexy blue-eyed football player, and his mates are definitely not
‘Losers’ yet writing it on a menu gave me reason to smile. Only it didn’t make
it to the trash.
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. Coming here discussing the team plays
over coffee helps… so he says.
what I wrote. Apart from it being awkward the next time I serve him he could
also report me to my boss.
lose my job when in hindsight I need two to pay all the bills rolling in, and
to care for my invalid father.
thankful he kept it as our secret.
left me a note.
will only lead to more trouble.
Blue Eyes-Blond Surfy-Hair gives me one of his spine tingling looks, how can I
BY MJ FIELDS
down the stairs, caused by a lone Lego, while wrapped in a towel, spewing a
plethora of profanities, and my cell phone went flying.
my ass, and then the ER.
those two occurrences was a FaceTime call, placed by a bouncing phone, to the
number of a man I didn’t even truly look at, who had now seen more of my body
than anyone had since my Tinder days, over a year ago.
declined calls later, I limped out the door to get myself to the ER before
starting my hectic day.
packed, but when I saw Nurse Bridget, one of my students’ mothers, I pleaded my
case, and she hurried me into an examination room.
I left on crutches with a bruised ass, a fractured ankle, and an appointment to
see an orthopedic surgeon at four p.m.
fifteen minutes late for that appointment, I heard the sexy yet very brash
accent of a man who clearly had an obsession with punctuality and had,
apparently, no bedside manner.
Stewart, tall, copper-haired, sinfully sexy … was a total ass.
tongue-lashing about how irresponsible I was to, first, leave the ER with such
an injury, and second, be late, I put him in his place … or so I thought.
by his arrogant attitude, turned on by the roguish glint in his green eyes and
the way he spoke, I left his office a hot … and wet mess.
exiting, my phone rang again. It was the same number from before, and I couldn’t
help answering to give the caller a piece of my mind.
car, I hung up, tossed my phone on the passenger seat, and then looked out the
window to see him with his phone to his ear and a grin spread across his
far too handsome face.
BY NICOLE DYKES
normal guy. Has a great job as a photographer. Drives a new car, but not overly
flashy. Has his small group of friends.
Yeah he’s just your run of the mill average Joe.
Except, is anyone really all that normal?
The secrets Sean harbors run deep. Stemmed from agony deep inside and a thirst
beautiful, confident stranger many years ago.
Two polar opposites. One night that changed everything without either of them
Can love conquer all? With the help from a mysterious stranger, Adele. Who you
may all know from a certain Cocky character’s life. Unlucky in love herself.
Anything is possible.
***This book is in conjunction with the Cocky Hero Book Club with Adele and
maybe some of your other favorite Cocky characters guiding these characters
through their journey.
BY REBECCA JENSHAK
someone who belonged on the cover of Sports Illustrated instead of in my small
cocky Australian soccer star named Finn was the last person I expected to be
living with for two weeks.
up at my brother’s house on his wedding night, hot, drunk, and very much not married.
Next thing I knew, we were roommates, spending nights watching TV and getting
to know one another.
weeks turned into more than either of us bargained for.
fresh off a broken heart and I had a boyfriend.
supposed to fall for the jilted jock, especially when I knew we’d be going our
things must come to an end, right?
not letting me go without a fight.
BY STACEY MARIE BROWN
wedding to figure out my life after college. Me, my dog named Goat, and the
open road. That’s all I wanted.
friend and my sister’s ex. The cocky boy my eleven-year-old-self hated.
with my family. But nine years later, he resurfaces and becomes a thorn in my
side once again.
him ride home with me. Kyle wants his old buddy at his wedding, and Kasey,
still carrying a torch for him, wants nothing more than to see him again,
convinced they are meant to be. It’s the last thing in the world I want, but I
learned long ago going up against the powerhouse twins is futile.
Though I can’t deny he is the sexiest man I have ever seen in my life. His
piercing blue eyes, gorgeous rugged face, and muscular, tall figure belong on
magazine covers. But he’s still a smug bastard, and I’m still the annoying
little “Baby K.”
lines of hate, igniting feelings and passions I’ve never felt before, shoving
me out of my safety bubble. Tension grows, and nights are filled with strain
and forbidden desire.
hints at the surface.
secrets that flip everything upside down.
BY T.L. CHRISTIANSON
wanted was to escape the scandal.
offer in California was the perfect opportunity to pack up and head West.
sexy, and mysterious new boss wasn’t in the plan.
secrets run deeper than just his business dealings.
reveals who and what he truly is, it throws everything I ever thought I knew
about the world out the window.
alone brings up visions of blood-sucking monsters.
is anything but.
him, with his dashing good looks and honed charm, was almost inevitable.
from two very different worlds, and the danger in his might just bring an end
neither of us saw coming.
Bastard – a paranormal story from the Cocky Bastard world you know and love