GENERAL
Monette Cummings
Monette A. Cummings was an American writer of pulp fiction of various genres including regency romance and planetary romance. She was born in Kansas City, Missouri. Her work was collected in Exile and Other Tales of Fantasy, published in 1968. Her novel The Beauty’s Daughter was awarded a RITA Award for Best Regency Historical Romance in 1986. Cummings died in Lawrence, Kansas in 1999. -- from Wikipedia
Naturally, I cannot help but find it mortifying in the extreme.
— from The Scandalous Widow, 1982
Most acclaimed

See No Love
1983
A girl in her first season has severe myopia, and her mother will not allow her to wear her hideous spectacles in polite society. This leads to disaster after disaster when she attends a friend's country house party.

Royal Conspiracy (Regency Romantic Intrigue)
1988
Was he an eligible suitor... or a villainous cad? — AN HEIRESS IN DISTRESS — The late Corlinda Corville had always run other people's affairs; even death could not stop her. Corlinda had invited her grandniece, Lynn Marston, to visit England. But when the lovely American arrived, she found that her great-aunt had died and left her a sizable bequest: a fabulous estate, a phenomenal fortune, and abundant jewelry, which included the royal Stuart necklace. All would be hers, provided she marry one of three cousins: aristocratic Anthony, stylish Rollin or sensitive Myles. Each was dashing after his own fashion; each conspired to win her hand; and, to Lynn's dismay, one kept trying to do her in for a share in the fortune. But which one? It was an impossible situation: scrappy Lynn was stranded under the same roof with a would-be villain. She would not,could not, be frightened away... nor would she marry simply to acquire wealth. And so she resolved to outwit her dastardly pursuer, never dreaming that by doing so she would lose her heart, win a beau, and uncover an ancient family secret!

Lady Sheila's Groom
1984
A BORED RAKE Only boredom could have prompted Sir Robert Lange to wager that he could earn his own keep for six months. That and a few drinks too many. But a gentleman's word is his bond, and a wager is a wager. Which was why the ton's most devil-may-care rake slipped out of London one rosy dawn with nary a word of farewell to either his tiresome mother or his tedious fiancee. Dressed in his valet's clothing, the resourceful nobleman made his way to Ireland as humble, untitled Robert Euston -- and found that boredom was now the least of his problems... A SPOILED LADY No groom lasted longer than a week or two at the most on the estate of Lord Roderick Kildare. Kildare's headstrong young sister, Lady Sheila, saw to that. If she didn't make them cower with her willfulness, the reckless little vixen seduced them with her charms. When Robert Euston became her groom, Lady Sheila wagered she'd be rid of him in four days flat. But something about the tall, lithe Euston flustered her as no man -- and certainly none of her grooms -- had done before. Perhaps it was the challenging, appraising look in his hazel eyes -- as if he were planning a strategy to conquer her.