To Mr. Tate Howard, You are quite possibly the most infuriating, annoying and grumpy man I’ve ever met in my life. I know you think that you’re God’s gift to women, but I have a secret to let you in on: you’re not. You’re God’s gift to yourself. Get over your wanna-be cool surfer self and grow up. I thought it was time that someone addressed your big head and told you straight to your face that you're not all that. Just because you have an Ivy league education doesn’t mean you’re the smartest man in the world. In fact, I’m not even sure if you would have gotten in if you didn’t have rich parents. Yes, I went there. Every woman doesn’t want to sleep with you and I’m sure you’re not even good in bed. And I’m someone that would know. From, Your Secret Not Admirer

It was supposed to be one night... Ian: It was supposed to be one night of mindless sex. I don’t do relationships and I never hook up with the same woman twice. I’ve been burned before, leaving me with permanent scars. But I can’t seem to forget the leggy, nameless, blonde. That is until she shows up at my office needing a job. I try to deny her like the arrogant man I am, but Maddison soon crawls so far under my skin there’s no going back for me. We’ll have a little no-strings fun and then we can both move on. Easy enough, right? Maddison: I moved to the city for a fresh start, but it’s hard for me to get motivated when I can’t take my mind off the man who gave me a mind-blowing night and then tossed me out on the street. Imagine my surprise when he happens to be my new boss. I want to run away with my tail between my legs when he tries to refuse me a job, but Ian Wright quickly becomes a vital part of my life. We agree that nothing serious will happen between us, but when I find out I’m pregnant I’m not sure what he’ll think. Will he run back to his playboy ways or can I tame my arrogant boss?

Julian Hunt is a legend. A tech billionaire and a playboy philanthropist. He's not someone you meet, not without a six-month wait. Except I did--and not in that sweet, meet-cute kind of way. I wish.No, I manage to run head-first into Julian Hunt in a nightclub. It's the spill-my-drink-over-his-suit kind of headfirst, the break-my-heel kind. But the arrogant bastard doesn't leave. No, he carries me to my car. He implies that I fell on purpose to catch his attention--how dare he!--and after I've chewed him out, he asks for my number.I don't expect to see him again. After all, lightning doesn't strike twice. Except it does, when Julian's involved. Because when I walk into a business negotiation the next day, who's sitting on the other side? Julian Hunt. He's wearing a smirk and a perfectly tailored suit, and he's not there to play. He dominates. I walk out of the negotiation having--somehow!--been offered my dream job. It's an offer far too sweet to refuse.But if there's one thing more intimidating than running into Julian Hunt at a nightclub, it's the prospect of Julian Hunt as a boss. A very persistent, dominant, sexy-as-hell boss. He might have decided that we'd be perfect together, but I won't be tempted by his broad shoulders and wicked tongue. Julian might be a hunter. But I refuse to become prey. "Arrogant Boss" is a riot of a romantic comedy, starring a billionaire bad boy looking to woo the woman of his dreams, a pint-sized girl with big dreams and a ton of sexy banter. Standalone, no cheating and HEA-guaranteed!

Practical advice for making the shift to your first leadership position The number of people who will become first-time supervisors will likely grow in the next 10 years, as Baby Boomers retire. Perhaps the most challenging leadership experience anyone will face isn't one at the top, but their first promotion to leadership. They must deal with the change and uncertainty that comes with a new job, requiring new skills, and they've been promoted from peer to leader. While the book addresses the needs of any manager, supervisor, or leader, it pulls from the best leadership and management thinking, and puts the focus on the difficulties that new leaders experience. Includes practical information for new managers who must supervise friends and former peers Authors are expert consultants who work with leaders at all levels Shows how to adopt the mindset of a leader, including: communicating change, giving feedback, coaching employees, leading productive teams, and achieving goals This much-needed book can help new leaders get beyond the stress and fear to focus on becoming the most effective leader they can be-starting right now.

To My Brother’s Cocky Best Friend, Tyler Redwood, you might be my brother’s best friend, but I find you to be insufferable, cocky, arrogant, immature, and totally annoying. You are not God’s gift to women and certainly not a gift to me. No, I don’t need you to wrap yourself in a bow. And even if you did, I would not be unwrapping it. I have no interest in seeing or touching your six pack and no, I don’t need you to teach me the hidden lessons of the Kama Sutra. Go and find another woman to bother and flirt with. I am not interested at all. Not even a little bit. Olivia Olivia, I have seven words for you. That’s not what you said last night. Tyler

Leadership roles have been populated by people who tend to take an "I'm better than you" stance toward the lesser mortals around them. Unfortunately, arrogance is a luxury that organizations can no longer afford (if they ever could). We explore leadership arrogance and examine the costs on the leaders themselves, those around them, and their organizations. Learn to understand and deal with arrogant behavior so that it doesn't sabotage personal competence, relationships, and organizational survival.

To The Rude Guy in Apartment Five, I’m glad you’re happy to have moved into a new apartment, but no: I do not want to have a beer with you. I do not want to have a nude sleepover. I do not want to make you breakfast, lunch or dinner, no matter how many lap dances you promise to give me. I do not need you to serenade me through the walls at 1am. And no, I have no interest in letting you take me on a date. Sincerely, Magnolia Allen P.S. And no, I do not want to know how many accents you can growl in during intimate moments. How is that even a thing? P. P. S. Also, you will never find me standing naked in your living room ever again, so please stop leaving lingerie packages on my welcome mat.

To Marco (No, I’m not going to add Polo), Last night was a mistake. A big mistake. Or should I say small? I don’t want to hurt your ego. I should have listened to your sister. You’re insufferable and rude and far too cocky. Don’t worry. I won’t be telling anyone what happened because as far as I’m concerned it never did. Please stop calling me. I do not need to come and collect my bra from you. Or the t-shirt you lent me to sleep in when I got cold. And no, that one act doesn’t make you a gentleman. Far from it. Also, I do not need to have your smell near me to fall asleep. In fact, your shirt does the opposite. It gives me nightmares. Millie P.S. No, I do not want a repeat of last night at my office. I don’t care if that’s your fantasy or not. Stop texting me your fantasies, by the way. P.P.S. The texts I sent you this morning were drunk texts. I was still hungover. Do not construe them as anything else. P.P.P.S. Could you have given me any more love bites? There was no need to “mark your territory” because I am not yours!

Louis Marchant--artist of our generation. More like the most arrogant artist of our generation. The man looks like Michelago has carved him with his bare hands. Kissable soft lips. The perfect amount of five o'clock shadow stretched across his square jaw. Add in that delicious French accent and oh là là. And then there's his giant... Um, never mind, it's still connected to him. No amount of magnificence can take away the fact that he's the most arrogant man in the history of France--no, the world. He also happens to be my new boss.** Previously released as Love in Colour **

An enemies to lovers boss romance During the day, I work for Dylan McAllister, the hunky billionaire who became CEO of his own company at thirty. He may be one of the hottest men I’ve ever met in my life, but he’s also the boss from hell. He has dazzling blue eyes that pierce your soul and freeze your heart. And he’s a known womanizer. I call him AB to my friends—Asshole Boss. He’s grumpy, demanding, and rude. And that’s on a good day. He’s definitely the worst boss ever. The only reason I’m still his secretary is because I have debt up to my eyeballs thanks to student loans and an ex that conned me into letting him use my credit cards. I’m counting down the days until I can quit and tell him to get his own coffee and lobster rolls. My calendar says that between both my jobs, I only need to work for him for three more months. You see, Mr. McAllister has no idea that his “mousey little secretary” has a night job just so I can quit as soon as possible. That is, until I end up at a bachelor party for his brother. And then the real drama begins … because Mr. McAllister can’t seem to get over the fact that his boring secretary also pops out of cakes.