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It’s easy to keep your master’s secret when that secret is you.

My services as valet have been highly desired among a certain set of distinguished British aristocrats over the years. In addition to my experience in handling the day to day running of a lord’s personal duties, there is one specific offering in my arsenal that most valets are unwilling, or unable, to perform.

I’ve been cared for, praised and possibly even loved on occasion. But it always ends, as it must, and I am happy to move on to my next great adventure. The men I serve have duties to fulfill that I don’t factor into, after all.

Now for the first time I find myself in the employ of a man who not only doesn’t desire my special set of skills but is wholly unaware that the skills are available to him. But how I wish he did. Because all I want is to be taken by this man.

Is it possible that I’ve finally found my forever home with a man who doesn’t want me in the way that I need to be wanted?

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The complete collection of Loving the Curvy Girl books. Includes 10 complete contemporary romances featuring curvy heroines and the men who can't get enough of them. All safe, all Insta-Love, all adorable. Don't miss out on your chance to own the complete collection in one handy dandy book.

Aprils Fool - May's Day - June's Bug - July's Fourth - Hurricane August
September's Kiss - October's Knight - November's Reign
Dreaming of December - January's First

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As a little girl, I dreamed of being an archeologist. My hope was to one day discover my very own dinosaur. And today I am an archeologist, but my work has to do with very different kinds of monsters.

Now I’ve been called to the middle of Lake Huron to investigate the ruins of a temple found deep on an island reserved for supernatural creatures. The tomb inside holds the body of a mummy long since gone.

Or so I thought.

Every day I spend on the island, in that temple, the more I feel as if the being inside is not so much gone as trying desperately to return…to me.

Maybe all this time around monsters has finally made me lose my mind. Or maybe I haven’t so much lost anything as found the only thing that ever really mattered.