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Contemporary
Romance
Waking
up with
a
hangover
in a Las
Vegas
hotel,
New York
writer
Chloe
Masters
is sore
from an
unusual
night of
passion
with a
man she
vaguely
recalls.
She soon
discovers
that the
night
before
she
dialed
the
wrong
hotel
suite
and
Paul,
her
arranged
fiancé,
is
frantically
waiting
for her
in a
different
room.
And if
that
isn’t
bad
enough,
she
married
the
wrong
guy. Now
she has
to track
down the
mysterious
Montana
mountain
man,
Everest
Beaumont,
and get
him to
sign
divorce
papers
so she
can
marry
Paul and
complete
the
terms of
her
father’s
will.
Everest
Beaumont
likes
living
on his
own and
is as
rugged
as the
mountain
demands.
But when
a
woman—whom
he
drunkenly
mistook
for a
Vegas
prostitute
sent by
a
corporation
to
sweeten
the
deal—shows
up on
his door
claiming
to be
his
wife, he
is
awestruck.
The
woman
may be
his
wife,
but she
is not
his to
hold.
Everest
must
resist
the
urges of
his body
in order
to do
what is
morally
right
and not
touch
the
woman
engaged
to
another.
Rating:
Contains
graphic
sexual
content,
adult
language,
and
violence.
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MOUNTAIN’S
CAPTIVE
By
Michelle
M.
Pillow
Chapter
One
"Devon,
I'm
here."
Chloe
Masters
looked
dazedly
around
the Las
Vegas
hotel
lobby.
The
brilliant
lights
of the
strip
glared
through
the
hotel's
massive
front
windows
but she
hardly
noticed
through
the dark
lenses
of her
designer
sunglasses.
From her
place on
the
phone
booth
floor
she
could
see the
feet of
numerous
tourists
sauntering
past.
Not one
of them
distinguished
her as
the
drunk,
miserable
woman
who
crouched
in the
corner
of the
small
cube. "I
made
it."
"What
took you
so long?
Your
flight
got
there
four
hours
ago. I
know
because
I called
the
airport
to
check."
Chloe
flinched
as Devon
Wentworth's
sobering
voice
boomed
out of
the
phone.
Devon
had a
way of
talking
too loud
when she
was
agitated.
"Devon,
you have
to
understand.
I wanted
to enjoy
my last
night of
freedom,"
answered
Chloe
with a
slight
slur, as
she
closed
her eyes
against
the
overbearingly
bright
lights
that
peeked
through
the edge
of her
glasses.
"I
walked
around
the
casinos
trying
to
regain
my
composure.
You
wouldn't
have me
making a
bad
impression,
would
you?"
"Why,
what are
you
wearing?"
Devon's
authoritative
voice
inquired
sharply.
"Please
tell me
it's not
sweatpants.
I was
afraid
that you
were
going to
do
something
like
that.
That is
why I
bought
you that
little
white
dress."
"What
does it
matter?"
Chloe
snapped
in
return.
"I don't
care
what
he's
wearing."
"It
matters
because
this is
going to
be your
new
life."
Devon
softened
her tone
before
continuing.
"Chloe,
I went
to a lot
of
trouble
arranging
this for
you,
despite
what it
might do
to my
reputation
if it
was
found
out. I
would be
scorned
out of
every
prestigious
law firm
in New
York. My
career
would be
over. We
have
been
through
this. I
can't
change
your
father's
will."
"I know,
Devon.
Believe
me, I
know. It
wouldn't
be his
if you
could,"
Chloe
interjected.
"You're
a good
friend
to me."
"I gave
you
every
chance
to back
out and
you said
that you
were
confident
that you
wanted
to go
through
with
it."
Devon
sighed
in
frustration.
Chloe
could
hear the
honking
of horns
behind
her
friend's
voice.
"Tell me
again,"
Chloe
paused
and
gulped,
"about
him."
"He's
everything
you
requested--adequate
looking,
smart,
and by
his
background
check we
know him
to be
loyal
and
discreet.
He also
comes
from old
money,
so he
won't
have a
use for
yours.
Though I
don't
know how
much
he's
worth
exactly.
His
financial
information
is well
protected."
Devon's
voice
cut out.
"Damned
cellular
phones!
Chloe
are you
there?"
"Yeah,
I'm
here,"
Chloe
slurred.
"Hmm.
The best
part is
he also
agreed
to the
prenuptial."
Devon's
stout
voice
vibrated
in her
hand.
She was
using
her most
professional
courtroom
tone.
"You
haven't
been
drinking,
have
you? You
know you
can't
hold
your
liquor.
What
will
Paul
think if
you go
to him
intoxicated?"
"I just
had a
little
on the
plane."
Chloe
gave a
short
laugh as
she set
down her
glass of
scotch
and
soda.
"And a
few in
the
casinos."
"Stop. I
can hear
the ice
tinkling
in your
glass.
You're
going to
need
your
wits
about
you. You
don't
want him
to think
you are
a lush
and back
out, do
you?
He's
your
only
chance."
Chloe
moved
her head
away
from the
phone to
make a
childish
face at
the
receiver.
She
readjusted
herself
on the
floor
and
blinked
heavily
when a
group of
tourists
wearing
bright
yellow
jackets
passed
too
close.
"Chloe,
are you
listening
to me?"
Devon
sighed
again in
exasperation.
"Yeah,
I'm
here."
Chloe
took
another
drink,
this
time
crunching
on an
ice cube
as she
reached
the
bottom
of the
glass. A
piece of
her
wayward
blond
hair
fell
over her
eyes. As
she
swatted
at it,
her
watchband
got
caught
in a
tangle.
"Damn
it."
"Chloe?"
Devon's
voice
cut out
again.
"What'd
you say?
I didn't
hear
you."
"Nothing."
"Fine,"
Devon
huffed
before
lowering
her
voice
and
slowing
her
words.
"Now,
Chloe, I
want you
to dial
Paul's
room and
tell him
that
you're
there.
Then I
want you
to
finish
what you
went
there to
do. Ten
years
will be
over
before
you know
it. When
it is,
you'll
have
your
freedom
back and
this
nightmare
will be
over.
Until
then,
maybe
you
could
come to
an
arrangement
with
him."
"Yeah, I
know and
with the
right
plastic
surgeon
I won't
look
half bad
in ten
years."
Chloe
set the
empty
glass on
the
ground.
"I'll
call you
tomorrow
with the
horrible
details."
"Fine.
Remember,
it's
room
three,
five,
eight.
Got it?
358."
Devon
sighed,
refusing
to
dignify
her
friend's
ill
humor
with a
comment.
"Congratulations
and good
luck."
"Yeah,"
Chloe
mumbled
against
the
phone
and hung
up.
"Yeah,
good
luck,"
she
mumbled
to
herself.
Chloe
shook
her head
and
hugged
her
knees to
her
chest.
She took
a deep
breath
before
ambling
slowly
to her
feet.
The
liquor
had
taken
more of
an
effect
on her
then she
had
realized.
She was
drunk
and
didn't
care.
Somehow,
she knew
that it
was one
of the
reasons
why she
had
picked
Vegas--free
liquor.
The
other
reason
was the
quick
and
painless
ceremonies
offered
by the
numerous
chapels.
Pausing
for a
moment,
she let
the
numbing
effect
of the
liquor
take
over her
mind.
She
closed
her
eyes,
wishing
that
Devon
would
call her
back and
tell her
she
didn't
have to
go
through
with it.
But she
knew it
would
never
happen,
just as
she knew
that she
couldn't
turn
back.
Chloe
made a
beeline
through
the blur
of the
crowd to
the
white
courtesy
phone.
She
stared
at it,
wondering
if she
should
run and
get on a
flight
back to
New
York. If
she did,
no one
would
know of
her
selfishness.
Well, no
one but
herself.
Taking a
deep
breath,
she
realized
that
there
was no
other
choice.
She had
to do
it.
There
were a
lot of
people
depending
on her.
Chloe
picked
up the
phone
and held
it to
her ear.
She
tried to
punch
the
buttons,
but her
fingers
shook so
badly
that she
dialed
the
wrong
number.
Hanging
up she
cursed.
"Come
on,
Chloe.
Three,
Five,
Eight.
Time to
be a big
girl."
She
picked
up the
phone
and
tried
again.
"Hello,"
an
irritated
masculine
voice
answered.
Chloe
gasped
at the
low
rumbling
sound.
Shivers
racked
her
spine as
she
pulled
the
phone
back to
look at
it in
stunned
amazement.
Paul
sounded
nothing
like she
had
imagined.
That one
word
echoed
bravely
in her
head,
capturing
her
voice in
her
throat.
Swallowing
over the
lump
that
formed
behind
her
tongue,
she
breathed
heavily
and put
the
receiver
to her
ear.
"Room
service?"
the
voice
questioned
sharply.
Chloe
closed
her eyes
as the
sound
fell
over her
like a
stirring
caress.
She
didn't
know
what to
say. Her
breath
came out
in
uneven
pants as
she
tried to
speak.
Her body
felt
like it
was on
fire.
"Hello?"
the
voice
asked in
growing
curiosity
in
response
to the
nearly
obscene
breathing.
Chloe
could
almost
hear the
interested
smile in
his
reverberating
tone, as
he
whispered,
"Who's
there?"
"Yes,
it's me.
Sorry
I'm
late.
I'm in
the
lobby
now
waiting
for you.
I need
you to
come
down so
we can
do
this."
Closing
her eyes
to the
hollowness
that
threatened
to
consume
her, she
ignored
the
pleasure
she
derived
from
hearing
his
voice.
Chloe
swallowed
hard.
"I'm
wearing
a white
dress."
She hung
up the
phone
with a
decisive
clink so
she
couldn't
back
out.
Almost
falling
to the
ground
in
uneasiness,
she
narrowed
her eyes
and
turned
to the
elevators.
Spotting
a
waitress
passing
through
the
lobby,
she
absently
waved
her over
and
swiped a
drink
from her
tray,
not
caring
what it
was.
Downing
it in
three
large
gulps,
she set
the
glass
back
down
with a
thud.
The
waitress
looked
at Chloe
in
confusion,
but
smiled
when the
woman
drunkenly
threw a
fifty-dollar
bill on
her tray
and
grabbed
another
drink.
With a
wave of
her
liquor-laden
hand,
Chloe
dismissed
her. But
the
glass
never
made it
to her
lips.
Looking
across
the
lobby
dimmed
by dark
sunglasses,
she
froze.
Gasping,
she set
the
glass
down by
the
phone,
untouched.
She
tugged
insecurely
at the
tightly
fitted
hem of
her
short
skirt. A
disturbingly
piercing
hazel-green
gaze met
her from
across
the
crowded
hall.
She
suddenly
felt
very
exposed.
Lifting
the
glasses
from her
eyes,
she
winced
as the
light
hit her
vision.
The
sounds
of the
busy
lobby
faded
completely,
as she
started
toward
the
closing
elevator
door.
Her
heart
raced,
beating
a
fearfully
erotic
rhythm
through
her
veins.
"This
can't be
Paul,"
she
muttered
under
her
panted
breath.
She
suddenly
wondered
why she
didn't
insist
on
seeing a
picture
first.
"He's
too
big."
Dazedly,
her hand
moved to
the dip
of her
exposed
cleavage.
She
could
feel the
rounded
tops of
her own
breasts
and
quickly
pulled
her hand
away.
Unable
to stop
her
feet,
she took
a
hesitant
step
forward.
Cocking
her head
to the
side,
she
stumbled
to a
stop and
waited
for him
to come
to her.
Paul's
stride
was
relaxed
and sure
as he
confidently
came
through
the
crowd to
reach
her. He
wore a
business
suit,
very
appropriate
for what
they
were
about.
His
brown
hair was
neatly
pulled
back
into a
ponytail,
falling
to his
shoulders
in soft
waves. A
smile
curled
on his
lips as
his eyes
dropped
over her
in
appreciation.
His
penetrating
gaze
exuded
sexual
prowess
and
intent.
Chloe
shivered,
never
having
been
looked
at as if
she were
about to
be
devoured.
As he
stopped
in front
of her,
she
swallowed
audibly
and
tried to
smile.
Paul
towered
above
her head
so she
was
forced
to lean
back to
look at
him.
Instantly,
her eyes
found
his
parted
lips--firm
and
inviting.
Drunkenly
she
swayed.
Her
knees
weakened.
"Oh,
hey," he
said
with a
short
laugh.
"Are you
all
right?"
Chloe
shivered
and
briefly
closed
her
eyes. He
put his
hand on
her
elbow to
keep her
from
falling
over.
Yes, she
thought
when she
heard
the
disarming
voice
from the
courtesy
phone.
This is
definitely
Paul.
When she
opened
her
eyes,
she
noticed
how
close he
had
drawn to
her. She
could
see the
beginnings
of
evening
stubble
on his
strong
jaw.
Breathing
in his
earthy
scent,
she
answered
weakly,
"Yeah,
I--"
Paul
suddenly
grinned,
a
naughtily
delectable
movement.
His
voice
drew
into a
low,
husky
murmur,
as he
asked
carefully,
"Are you
here
about
the
contract?"
"Yeah,"
Chloe
sighed
in
relief.
She was
glad to
have her
mind on
something
she was
able to
comprehend.
The
emotions
fluttering
though
her
brain
were
causing
too much
havoc.
"I was
afraid
you
weren't
the
right
man."
"No, I'm
afraid I
am," he
stated
with a
smile.
"You're
not
disappointed
are
you?"
Chloe
saw in
his eyes
that he
already
knew she
was
anything
but.
Glancing
over his
shoulder,
she
shook
her head
and
mumbled,
"No, of
course
not.
Though,
you're
not what
I
expected."
"So,
where do
you want
to do
this?"
His eyes
daringly
dipped
over her
form.
"I have
a car
waiting
outside
if you
like,"
she
returned.
He
smiled
and
nodded
his
head.
Looping
his arm
through
hers, he
kept her
steady
as he
led her
outside.
Belatedly,
she
added,
"We
could go
there."
Chloe
felt his
heat
soaking
into her
skin
like a
sudden
blaze of
tempestuous
fire.
Her
midsection
lit with
liquid
heat in
response.
Suddenly,
she
became
all too
aware of
the
heady
desert
air on
her
breasts
and
legs.
"I must
admit I
have
never
done
this
before,"
he said.
"I mean
over a
paid
contract."
Chloe
laughed
lightly
in
confusion
and
pointed
at the
awaiting
limousine.
"Well,
Paul,
I…."
"Everest,"
he
interjected.
"Oh,"
she
frowned,
confused.
"I'm
sorry,
I…."
"Don't
mention
it," he
dismissed
her
mistake
easily
with a
wave of
his
hand.
Paul
Everest
Lucas,
thought
Chloe.
She
couldn't
help
herself
as her
eyes
strayed
to his
athletic
backside.
He
leaned
over to
open the
limousine
door for
her.
Interesting
name for
a very
interesting
man.
As the
car
began to
move,
Everest
leaned
over her
seat and
hit the
window
button
to block
out the
driver.
Chloe
tilted
her chin
in
surprise.
His
thick
neck
came
close to
her
cheek
and she
saw the
steady
beating
of his
pulse
under
the
smooth
texture
of his
skin.
Then, as
he sat
back, he
began to
remove
his
jacket.
Chloe
watched
in avid
interest.
The car
jolted
over a
bump and
she
gasped
in
surprise.
"You
don't
mind if
I get
comfortable,
do you?"
he
asked.
Setting
his
jacket
aside,
he took
off his
tie. His
lips
lined
with a
devilish
smirk
and his
eyes
glittered
with
promise.
"I've
been in
business
meetings
all
day."
"No. Of
course
not,"
she
answered.
Turning
to the
mini-bar,
she
poured
them
each a
glass of
champagne
and
handed
one to
him.
Drinking
it a
little
too
quickly,
her gaze
stayed
boldly
on him
as he
undid
the top
button
on his
shirt.
"I have
to tell
you that
I have
had a
little
too much
to drink
tonight,"
he
admitted.
"So you
must
forgive
me if
I'm not
too
chivalrous."
"Yeah,
me too."
The
limousine
bumped
and
champagne
spilled
over her
chin and
down her
throat.
Chloe
licked
her
lips,
watching
as his
mouth
parted
in moist
offering.
"Come
over
here,"
he said,
finishing
off his
drink
with one
swallow.
The
glass
slipped
from his
fingers
onto the
floor.
With a
low
rumble
coming
seductively
from his
throat,
he
motioned
her to
him.
Captured
by his
penetrating
gaze,
Chloe
obeyed
the
command.
Opening
her
mouth,
she was
about to
speak as
she sat
next to
him. She
had no
time for
words.
His
mouth
crushed
passionately
to hers.
Chloe
gasped
in
surprise
as she
felt his
tongue
instantly
in her
mouth.
She
could
taste
the
stout
hint of
expensive
whiskey
on him.
His
hands
grasped
her
shoulders
to keep
her from
backing
away.
"You're
a damned
sexy
woman,"
he
growled
against
her
mouth,
as he
continued
with his
deep
kiss.
Her
fingers
shook at
the
admission,
loosening
their
hold on
her
champagne
glass.
Small
drops of
liquid
dripped
onto his
back
before
the
glass
fell to
the car
floor.
It
noisily
clanked
into his
discarded
glass as
the car
started
and
stopped.
Everest
didn't
even
notice.
Forcefully,
he
pushed
her to
lie back
on the
seat.
His
tongue
traced
over her
teeth,
exploring
her and
demanding
she
explore
him with
a
returned
kiss.
Discovering
the
taste of
champagne
on her
neck,
his
mouth
followed
the
delicious
trail.
His
hands
found
their
way to
her
legs.
Running
his
fingers
over her
calves,
he
massaged
them
gently
before
working
his way
up to
her
inner
thigh.
"Those
lawyers
must
know
what
they're
doing,
for the
moment I
saw you
I wanted
to rip
your
clothes
from
you.
I'll
have to
remember
to thank
them."
"I,"
Chloe
began,
but
couldn't
finish.
She was
too
drunk to
think
straight
and his
confident
hands
felt way
too nice
against
her
skin.
Everest
urged
his
hardened
arousal
against
her. She
was
helpless
against
the firm
press of
his
body,
under
the
slanting
of his
mouth.
Moaning,
she ran
her
hands
into his
shoulder
length
hair,
pulling
it free
of its
tie.
He
chuckled
in
careless
enjoyment
against
her lips
as he
broke
off the
kiss.
His hand
strayed
to her
neck to
pull the
thin
dress
strap
from her
shoulder.
Tugging
it down
over one
arm, he
unveiled
her lacy
white
bra.
Everest
groaned
in
masculine
contentment
and
lightly
traced a
line
over the
curves
of her
breasts.
When she
sighed
in
approval,
he
circled
her
nipples
into
hard
peaks,
leaving
them
behind
lace as
he
continued
lower.
Staring
mischievously
into her
aroused
eyes, he
inched
his hand
up her
skirt.
The
material
bunched
around
her hips
and he
growled
in
delight.
His
eyebrows
rose
slightly
as he
found
the
matching
white
panties.
"Mmm,"
he
licked
his
lips. He
rubbed
his
fingers
over the
white
lace
covering
her hot
center.
Chloe
jolted
in
surprise.
Chuckling,
he
nuzzled
his face
near the
top of
her
breast.
Tracing
his
tongue
in a hot
wave
along
the edge
of her
bra, he
murmured
hoarsely,
"How
about we
take off
our
clothes?"
With an
expert
shift of
his
hips,
his
raised
manhood
was
firmly
placed
against
her
inner
thighs.
Chloe
moaned
as he
skillfully
thrust
himself
along
her in a
slow,
controlled
stroke.
Her
hands
found
his
masculine
chest.
Every
inch of
him was
hard,
unrelenting
muscle.
She
fumbled
to
unbutton
his
shirt,
moaning
when she
discovered
his
smooth,
bronzed
chest.
Giving
up on
the
buttons,
she was
about to
unzip
his
pants
when the
car
lurched
unexpectedly
to a
stop,
startling
them
with a
surprising
jolt.
Everest
rolled
off of
her and
landed
on the
floor
with a
thud,
barely
missing
the
glasses.
Chloe
sat up
in
astonishment,
trying
to cover
herself.
"Are you
all
right?"
she
questioned
when she
had
regained
her
wits.
Before
he could
answer,
the
limousine's
driver
lowered
the
window
between
them.
Completely
aware of
what he
had
interrupted,
he said
with a
chuckle,
"We're
here,
ma'am."
Chloe
nodded,
taking a
deep
breath.
Glancing
longingly
at
Everest's
protruding
member
pushing
against
his
pants,
she
uttered,
"Can you
give us
another
minute?"
"I'm
sorry,
ma'am. I
have
another
client
to pick
up later
tonight.
You only
have
about
fifteen
minutes
here
before I
have to
take you
back to
the
hotel.
They're
waiting
for you
inside."
The
driver
turned
and
stepped
out of
the car.
Quickly,
Chloe
covered
herself.
With a
blush
fanning
her
delicate
features,
she
closed
her
eyes.
Everest
growled
as he
crawled
back up
on the
seat.
Leaning
to her,
he
stroked
his
thumb
over the
racing
pulse at
her
slender
neck.
Reluctantly,
he
mumbled,
"Well, I
suppose
we had
best get
business
over
with.
Though,
you'll
be
coming
back to
the
hotel
with me,
right?"
Chloe
nodded.
Swallowing
hard,
she
said, "I
have
nowhere
else to
be."
"Good,"
Everest
sighed
in
relief.
Then,
taking a
deep
breath
and then
another,
he
asserted,
"I need
a drink
if I'm
going to
be
forced
to
wait."
He
grabbed
a bottle
of hard
liquor
from the
bar.
Taking
several
gulps,
he
swallowed
it to
combat
his
raging
desire.
Then,
handing
the
bottle
to his
companion's
outstretched
hand, he
watched
as she
followed
suit.
©
copyright
August
2004,
Michelle
M.
Pillow
This is
a work
of
fiction.
All
characters,
events,
and
places
are of
the
author’s
imagination
and not
to be
confused
with
fact.
Any
resemblance
to
living
persons
or
events
is
merely
coincidence.
REVIEWS
Erotic
Escapades
"5
Tattoos!
A
wonderfully
romantic
book!"
Reviewed
by
Ophelia.
2006
Novel
Spot
4
Quills!
Michelle
Pillow
is
turning
out to
be a
terrific
surprise.
I knew
she'd
mastered
Horror;
and I
knew she
had
vampires
down
pat. I
knew she
handled
the
Paranormal
novel
like a
champ.
It
shouldn't
have
taken me
so much
by
surprise
to see
that she
could do
a
Contemporary
Romance
too.
This is
a fun
read set
in a
contemporary
situation
with
people
the
reader
gets to
know and
care
about.
This is
amazing
for a
first
Contemporary.
Everest
and
Chloe
have a
dynamic
chemistry,
tremendous
sexual
tension
that
draws
them
together
with an
inevitable
conflict
that
drives
them
apart.
Michelle
Pillow
makes it
all look
so easy.
I can't
wait to
see what
genre
she'll
conquer
next.
Reviewed
By:
Allie B
(c) Sept
004
The Road
to
Romance
After
reading
MOUNTAIN’S
CAPTIVE,
I’ve
become a
new fan
of
Michelle
M.
Pillows.
Ms.
Pillows
developed
well
rounded
characters
that are
real and
likeable.
The
relationship
between
Chloe
and
Everest
starts
out as a
tremendous
desire
and ends
up
developing
into
true
love.
MOUNTAIN’S
CAPTIVE
captured
my heart
and I
highly
recommend
it.
Reviewed
by
Jennifer
Ray for
The Road
to
Romance
Love
Romances
5
HEARTS!
"It
seems
that
whatever
genre
Michelle
M.
Pillow
writes,
she does
a
marvelous
job.
Definitely
entertaining,
the
characters
are
multi-dimensional
and full
of
emotion
and
passion.
This
book has
a good
plot
that is
exciting
and
sensual
and
keeps
the
reader
turning
the
pages.
The
secondary
characters
add
spice to
the
story
without
detracting
from the
hero and
heroine.
Ms
Pillow
writes
passionate,
sensual
love
scenes
full of
emotion.
After
reading
this
story,
the
reader
will
certainly
need
some ice
or the
significant
other.
Ms.
Pillow
certainly
has a
knack
for
drawing
the
reader
into the
story
immediately
and not
telling
everything
right
away.
It takes
a little
while to
find out
why
Chloe
has to
get
married,
and this
causes
some
friction
between
her and
Everest,
which is
deliciously
played
out
throughout
the
book.
This
reviewer
has been
following
Ms
Pillow’s
writing
career
with
delight
and is
always
excited
when a
new book
is
published."
Valerie
Ecataromance
Reviews
5 STARS!
"For her
first
endeavor
into the
contemporary
romance
genre,
Michelle
Pillow
has
penned a
story
where
the
plot,
characterization
and
sexuality
come
together
to
create a
book
worthy
of high
praise.
The
story
line is
a vivid
and
stirring
portrayal
of a
couple,
who must
endure
much
heartache
before
they can
find
their
personal
happiness.
This
distinctive
story
will
have you
smiling
one
moment,
feeling
the
characters’
emotional
pain the
next and
occasionally
turning
up the
a/c
during
the
steamy
love
scenes.
The
characters
were so
realistically
drawn
that I
was
totally
pulled
into
their
complicated
lives.
With the
captivating
plot,
dynamic
characterization
and
sensual
love
story,
MOUNTAIN’S
CAPTIVE
will
have
readers
devouring
this
exceptional
tale...
With the
sexual
tension
off the
scale,
Ms.
Pillow
has
written
a love
story
with
passionate,
honorable
and
charming
characters.
Their
emotional
and
moving
story
will
pull at
readers’
hearts,
as we
see
their
hopes,
dreams,
and
anguish.
MOUNTAIN’S
CAPTIVE
proves
Michelle
Pillow
will be
around
for a
long
time as
an
author,
as her
stories
will not
soon be
forgotten."
Amelia
Richard,
eCataRomance
Reviews
Romance
Junkies
4.5 BLUE
RIBBONS!
"MOUNTAIN’S
CAPTIVE
is a
wickedly
sexy
story
with a
dollop
of
sensitivity.
The
sprinkles
of wit
and the
aching,
yet
pleasurable
moments
in it
make the
novel an
awesome
read.
Everest
Beaumont
is the
wildly
delicious
stranger
every
woman
would
love to
meet and
fall in
love
with.
Chloe
Masters
is
successful,
sexy and
vulnerable,
an
irresistible
combination
and
every
woman’s
envy.
Michelle
M.
Pillow
deserves
loud
applauding
for her
efforts.
There
are no
unfinished
details
and
Michelle
keeps
the
story
fit,
fast
paced,
and fun
filled.
From the
start of
the
story to
the very
end, the
intertwining
of
sensuality
and
tenderness
is
breathtaking
and the
reader
is
hooked!
The
encounters
between
Everest
and
Chloe
are
luscious,
to say
the
least.
MOUNTAIN’S
CAPTIVE
is so
captivating
that it
is a
must-buy-must-read-and-must-keep
book!"
By Dee
Herga
Sizzling
Romances
4.5
Flames
"MOUNTAIN'S
CAPTIVE
was an
enjoyable
read
from
start to
finish.
Michelle
M.
Pillow
has a
talent
for
creating
interesting
and
three-dimensional
characters
and
Chloe
and
Everest
are fine
examples
of this.
On the
surface,
Chloe
seems
shallow
and
pampered,
however,
later in
the
story,
she
turns
out to
be much
more
noble
and
altruistic.
Everest's
personality
resembles
the
mountain
that
he's
named
after,
strong
and
indomitable.
His
pride
keeps
him from
admitting
that he
has
strong
feelings
for our
heroine.
Chloe
and
Everest
are a
very
sexy
couple.
Their
love
scenes
nearly
ignite
the
page.
Their
attraction
was
undeniable
and the
passion
palpable.
Ms.
Pillow
knows
how to
construct
a
satisfying
love
story
and
MOUNTAIN'S
CAPTIVE
is one
of her
best. I
recommend
it to
anyone
who
loves
romance
that
blossoms
under
unusual
circumstances
and
seeming
insurmountable
obstacles.
MOUNTAIN'S
CAPTIVE
is a
shining
example
of Ms.
Pillow's
talent
and I am
eagerly
anticipating
more of
her
work. "
Reviewed
by Miaka
Fallen
Angel
Reviews
4 ANGELS
"Mountain’s
Captive
was a
highly
erotic
story
with
enough
romance
to warm
your
heart.
With two
memorable
characters
and a
quickly
paced
storyline,
this is
one book
you will
not
forget
easily!"
Reviewed
by:
Susan T
The
Romance
Studio
4
HEARTS!
"This is
a great
book to
read if
you love
stories
that
start
off as a
mix up.
Everest
is a
sexy man
with an
alpha
attitude
that
will
have
your
toes
curling.
Chloe is
a strong
yet weak
willed
heroine,
who will
make you
want to
scream.
Together
this
couple
is
explosive
both in
bed and
out of
it.
Everest's
grandfather
and his
match
making
ways
bring
about
comic
relief.
The sex
is hot
and this
couple
compliments
each
other
perfectly
as the
city
girl and
the
country
boy. I
recommend
this
book if
you want
a great
read
with a
great
plot."
Reviewer:
Angel
Brewer
August
30, 2004
Enchanted
in
Romance
4
UNICORNS!
"Mountain’s
Captive
is a
sweet
love
story
between
two
loners
that
come
together
in
passion
....
The
well-developed
characteristics
of Chloe
and
Everest
make
them
easy to
fall in
love
with.
Michelle
M.
Pillow’s
secondary
characters
are
equally
wonderful. ...
I
recommend
Mountain’s
Captive
if you
like a
sweet
romance."
Nikita
Romance
Reviews
Today
"MOUNTAIN'S
CAPTIVE
is an
offbeat,
humorous
tale
about
life's
funny
quirks...
MOUNTAIN'S
CAPTIVE
is
Michelle
M.
Pillow's
first
foray
into
contemporary
romance,
and she
has done
an
excellent
job of
capturing
the
reader's
interest.
Ms.
Pillow
has
crafted
a witty
story
with
quirky
characters
and
situations,
and
readers
will
root for
Chloe
and
Everest
to make
it as a
couple.
I highly
recommend
MOUNTAIN'S
CAPTIVE
for
anyone
looking
for a
fun
tale."
Patti
Fischer
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