#Review of Driven by Passion’s Destiny (Men of Passion #3) by Bobbi Cole Meyer w/a rafflecopter giveaway! @colecolemeyer

Driven By Passion’s Destiny

by Bobbi Cole Meyer


GENRE:   erotic/contemporary romance



Lee Harris’s life of championship wrestling, gorgeous women and trekking all over the world to manage his chain of gourmet restaurants is over. A spinal injury puts him in a wheelchair. Despite a will of steel that has seen him through numerous injuries, there is no getting up and walking away from this one. Confused, bitter and angry, Lee resists all efforts of rehabilitation to help him adjust to his new life. Frustration is added to the mix when he meets Cassie, the first woman he wants since his accident. Wants and can’t have.

Cassie Sheppard has never gotten over her crush for the green-eyed, charismatic wrestler, Lee Harris. Now fate puts him within her reach. She is assigned to be his live-in physiotherapist. Despite his coldness toward her she finds herself falling for him more each day. She is determined to break through his stubbornness to help him regain his mobility, sexuality and self-esteem. Even if it costs her a broken heart.


Excerpt Two:

Cassie sighed with shivering contentment as Lee tenderly explored her body. He ran his hands down the length of her torso and back up, leaving in their wake a wave of chill bumps that seemed to multiply and skitter throughout her senses. As he cupped her breasts and rubbed her hardened nipples with his thumbs, she caught her full bottom lip and emitted a shuddering sigh.

Trembling, her breathing labored in ecstasy when Lee leaned to suckle each breast. When he released one, he blew on it gently. The coolness of his breath on her moist skin was like an aphrodisiac, sending sensual shivers down her spine that coalesced in her sensitized area between her legs.

She felt she might die as a tidal wave of emotion washed over her when he tweaked each pebbled breast tip with his tongue. Eager to claim his mouth in a kiss, she twisted her fingers in his hair to urge him up.

The desire to be one with him, to have him deep inside her, their bodies linked, her wet with desire, him driving to her core was all she could think about. She wanted him more than she believed it was possible to want a man.

Her response intensified as she strained against him—opened for him—reached to direct him inside. Every quivering nerve in her body tingled, creating a buzzing in her head that grew louder and louder.

The buzzing alarm persisted, shattering the dream at the crucial moment when Lee was about to enter her. Frustrated, Cassie reluctantly opened her eyes. Her mouth was cotton-dry. She was still shaking with sexual anticipation, but with her waking reality came the colossal letdown.

She ran her hand down her arm, feeling the goose bumps. She yearned for that mind-blowing climax she’d almost achieved in that fantastic dream. It was the same dream she’d had for years, varying only slightly in intensity.

She glared at the clock, hating it for interrupting. Inexplicably, as always, that fantasy dream had kindled an overwhelming, obsessive desire to experience what her imagination tortured her with—ephemeral glimpses of satisfaction in Lee’s arms and their ultimate body connection.

Cassie released a dejected sigh as she sat up and hugged her knees. For a moment she allowed herself to bask in the dream’s sizzling afterglow, her thoughts running back to the evening before and her first face-to-face meeting with her fantasy lover, Lee Harris.

Though their initial meeting hadn’t been as good as she’d hoped it would be, it was better than she’d expected, given what she’d heard about how despondent and irritable he’d become—and how unruly he was with the other therapists. All of them had given up on him. She would not.


My, my.  What book this one is.  I don’t really know what I expected when I started reading but I got more than I bargined for.  A hero to die for, a heroine that I actually liked, a secondary that finally got her comeuppance and a sweet romance that had all the feels.  You see, Lee is paralyzed.  But it’s only in his legs.  And being an ex-wrestler, that is a hard pill to shallow.  He still could do everything private but he was still wondering if he could have sex.  I loved how Ms. Meyer handled this aspect of the story.  She didn’t sugar coat it but she did handle the material very tastefully.  This book is labeled erotic but I just found it to be spicy at best.  🙂  Again, it was handled with maturity, tastefully and respectfully.

Cassie, I liked her from the beginning.  She had a thing for Lee when he was a wrestler and I really worried about how Lee was going to handle it when she admitted that she followed him throughout his career.  No worries.  In fact, I thought it was sweet.  I also liked how she finally reached out to her family.  I could understand why she hadn’t but the reunion and scenes later in the book were also very well done.  I kinda felt sorry for her sister.  She never knew how to handle Cassie and I think in the end, she finally did.

The secondary character of Heather is one big piece.  Oh, my word…you have to read the book to find out about her but I was so happy when Lou and Lee FINALLY figured out what her angle was.  Too bad it led to the black moment in the book but I did LOVE how Lee when to the lengths that he did in finding Cassie again.  *major swoon*

Overall, this is a sweet book between two people that couldn’t be more suited for each other.  The characterization of Lee and his paralysis isn’t glossed over.   Ms. Meyer did her research and it shows.   I can’t wait to read Luke’s book next.  Oh and Ms. Meyer since you have written Harm’s and Kayla’s books, too.  Maybe after Luke’s book, and epilogue/reunion.  Maybe?

AUTHOR Bio and Links:


Bobbi Cole Meyer is the pen name for Barbara Meyer, who relocated from her hometown of Jackson, Mississippi, to Nashville, Tennessee to pursue a career as a lyricist. Over the years Barbara has had numerous songs she co-wrote cut by major artists such as Tom Jones, Loretta Lynn, Barbara Mandrell, Barbi Benton, Stella Parton, The Soul Shakers, the Poppies, Bandana, Mason Dixon, the Wright Brothers and several others. She also co-wrote the theme song for the Italian movie, Summer Affair, with well-known guitarist and composer, Bucky Barrett.

Now residing in a small town outside Nashville, Tennessee, with her husband, Hank, Barbara is busy pursuing a second career, writing fiction, which she claims is her first love.

Barbara’s slogan is, “grab them with the first paragraph and don’t turn loose until the last period.”












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Ben Lawson is making a comeback…

After a few tabloid headlines, they think they know me. They don’t know a damn thing.  As CEO of a movie production company, I’ll show them who I really am when we hit it big at the box office. My ex thought her smear tactics would ruin me, but I’m unbreakable. Rising from the debris, I swore I’d never let a woman distract me like that again. But then, my leading actress walked on the set and changed everything.

Seductive, sexy, and unapologetic, Aria Rose could break me. I wanted to help her, protect her…love her. Instead, I destroyed her.

Aria Rose is baring it all….

I knew better.  I knew not to trust another Hollywood heartthrob with a reputation like his. He was my boss and became my ruin. I should have stayed far away from him. Ben Lawson promised me the world.  He even promised me his heart.

But he destroyed everything–my heart, my career, us.


“Aria?” A deep voice cut through the crisp nighttime air.

She turned to see Ben approaching her, the shadows from the upper deck of the yacht moving across his face as he came closer. “Oh. Hi, Mr. Lawson.”

“Please, like I said, call me Ben,” he reiterated, leaning against the railing next to her.

“Right. Ben. Sorry, the last exec wasn’t quite so…”

His lips curved into a smile. “So, what?”

She wasn’t sure what to say, because her honest answer was sexy. That didn’t seem like the best thing to a man who now funded and controlled her film. “Approachable?”

Ben laughed—a deep chuckle that she felt vibrate through her bones. “I hope that’s a good thing.”

“It definitely is,” she assured him, placing a hand on his arm. The moment she touched him, she pulled back, immediately embarrassed.

He. Is. My. Boss. Get it together, Aria.

He didn’t chide her, or look uncomfortable, which she took as a good sign.

Aria returned to her original position beside him, and they stared out at the darkened water lapping the sides of all the boats docked around.

“Want to hear something funny?” Aria finally broke the silence, but kept her voice low. So low, he had to lean in to hear her.

“Tell me.”

“My parents met in this very marina. She was a caterer and he was a deckhand—still teenagers. Barely old enough to know who they were, let alone what they wanted out of life. Still, they knew what love was when they stumbled upon it, and they knew enough to never let go.” Aria’s heart beat a little faster, warming at the memories.

“Wow. Are they still together?”

Aria nodded. “Barely spent a day apart since. My mother is actually my manager, and she works insanely hard for me, but my father always comes first. He’s the love of her life.”

“Love like that is special. Rare.”

“Is it?” Aria tilted her head to the side. “I’m not sure it’s as rare as it is a choice, a commitment, and the strength to follow through each and every day. There were times they could have given up—maybe lived an easier life with someone else—but they made a decision that this was the love they wanted, this was the life they wanted, and in that choice comes a confidence, a happiness, that most people deny themselves.”

Ben was quiet for a minute. Finally, he inhaled loudly, then blew it out in one long breath. “That’s really beautiful, Aria. Hits a bit close to home, I have to admit.”

“I’m sorry.” Aria frowned, turning to face him and just leaving one elbow on the railing. “I didn’t mean—”

He shook his head. “No, it’s fine. I just finished going through a divorce about six months ago, though we’d separated the year before that. I think you’re right—love is a choice. Making love work is a choice. And yet…if it’s not with the right person, then it’s the wrong choice.”

“Soul mates.” Aria raised one brow. “You believe in that?”

Ben stared at her for a moment…a long moment. The kind of moment that made her shift her weight from one leg to the other, her skin heating under his gaze. “Yes. I believe in soul mates.”

She tilted her chin up ever so slightly, going for lightheartedness. “Well, we all have our flaws. You couldn’t be entirely perfect.”

Ben laughed again. “Believing in soul mates is a flaw?”

“Buying what you’re selling is definitely a flaw. You’re a movie producer, so you sell fantasy to the world.”

“I think we can have the fantasy.” His eyes danced, but his smile was gone. “Don’t you want the fantasy?”

Aria turned back to the ocean, looking out at the waves. This was too much, too real, too soon with a man she barely knew. A man who was pretty much her boss. “Who wouldn’t want the fantasy?” she said dismissively. “Some would say I’m already living it.”

“That’s certainly true. Everyone on this yacht, everyone in this city…Hollywood. It’s all a fantasy of some sort.” Something in his tone sounded so…sad? A small ache pulled at her heart, and she felt like they’d opened the door to something different. Something different than studio exec and actress. Something more than strangers who just met today.

Her humanity connected to his, and they were just two people standing on a boat wishing it could float them away from their picture-perfect lives.

“Do you know why I love Scarlet’s Letters?” she said softly, her voice barely above the whistle of the wind around them.

He stepped closer, his elbow pressed against hers on the railing now. “Why?”

“It’s something I can be proud of. A story I’m proud to tell. The strength of a woman in wartime, a French woman saving innocent people during the Holocaust…a woman picking her truth over a man, over love. Have you read the script?”

Ben nodded. “I have. Two years ago, when it was making the rounds. It’s powerful, and from what I’ve seen, you do an amazing job in it.”

“Thank you. When I first saw this script—or rather, read the book it’s based on—I knew I had to play this part. No matter what I had to give up. This was mine.”

She’d never connected to anything more than she had this script. It was empowering, and taught courage in the toughest of circumstances. It was a tiny snapshot of a much larger scale event, showing the decisions and atrocities suffered at such a human, personal level. It was a woman denying her own privilege and luxury to help fellow humans who didn’t have that reach.

“The way you talk about it…I’m jealous,” Ben admitted.

That got Aria’s attention, and she turned to face him. “Jealous? Of what?”

He pushed off the railing, looking up at the stars before settling on her gaze. “Passion. Excitement. Purpose. You know what you want. You know who you are and what your goals are.”

“And you don’t?” He had to be nearly thirty, if not over. Striking and fresh faced, but his features still said experience. Aria was only in her twenties, but at times she felt decades older.

Ben shook his head. “I thought I did. I built a life. Got married. Worked my way up in Maguire Industries. Everything was mapped out. Everything was…easy.”

The ache from earlier was back, the sadness in his voice. Aria placed her hand on his forearm, a comforting gesture. Partly for him, but mostly for her. She needed a physical connection when they were connecting on so much more.

“What happened?” she pried, squeezing his arm ever so slightly.

Ben looked down at her hand, his eyes lingering. He didn’t move or pull away, and when he lifted his head to face her again, there was a need in his eyes that made her insides heat. “The woman I trusted with all my secrets? She sold them to the highest bidder the moment I wasn’t able to be a stepping stone for her career.”

Aria didn’t reply, sensing there was more.

“She used every connection she had to get me blacklisted. Took everything. Now Maguire Industries acquired Shepherd Films, expecting me to fail. Pushing me out.”

“Not many would call being the CEO of a film studio a demotion,” Aria pointed out.

“When you’re used to being the landscaper, it’s hard to become the rose.”

Aria laughed, letting go of his arm. “First, soul mates. Now, roses. You’re a poetic man, Ben Lawson. A true romantic.”

Suddenly, his fingers intertwined with hers, pulling her to him. Pressing her body to his, chest to chest, heartbeat to heartbeat. His eyes never left hers, and she watched him wrestle with something…doubt, uncertainty. As if he didn’t know why he’d just hugged her to him, but then need. Pure need darkened his eyes as something deeper pushed the rest away.

Her breath was lost as she concentrated on standing, her knees already threatening to buckle. She’d taken every second of the journey with him, and now she wanted more. Something about the way he smelled ignited every nerve ending in her body. The way he held her, one arm wrapped around her back, was so secure, so comfortable, so protective, so intimately. No one had ever held her like that in her entire life.

She didn’t want him to let go.

He was fire. She wanted to leap into his flames.

“And what are you, Aria Rose?” Ben’s fingers tipped her chin upward, her eyes finding his. “Who are you?”

The words rumbled in his chest, vibrating against him as he spoke. There was a genuineness to it that terrified her, unnerved her, and completely overwhelmed her. Their souls were laid bare and he was asking for more.

A perfect stranger. A moment of truth. An absolute mistake.

She couldn’t do it. Her walls shot up and she let go of him, fear coursing through her. “I’m an actress, Mr. Lawson. Just an actress.”

And just so much more.


As a blogger, I get to pick and choose the books that I feature on the blog.  Even more so, what I will review.  It’s only me so I tend to be picky and yes, I have my favorite publishers and authors that I feature/read all the time.  That said, Ms. Robinson is a new to me author.  I’ve read some of her other works and loved them.  When I was approached to read this one, I actually didn’t want to…at first.  In fact, I left the sign up on a tab for a couple of days before I committed.  To read or not to read?  I was already going to spotlight it but reading it?  I had a tough time with the blurb.

Well, this book was not what I expected.  It deals with topics that are very relevant in our society today.  And just with our children.  Adults can be just as cruel, if not worse.  Throw in Hollyweird and its even more messed up.  What I came away from reading about Ben and Aria is that women can stand up for themselves and be heard when the cruelty starts.  And that some people can find redemption in what they have done to those women.

I did, however, have some issues with the book.  I don’t like instalove at all.  Aria and Ben have it in spades.  I understand that the beginning of the book had to be that way but I knew that Ms. Robinson had a point to that and she made it.  I never felt sorry for Aria or Ben at all in the book.  They had choices to make, right or wrong and they had to deal with the fallout.  In speaking of which, the pictures don’t show up until over 50% of the book.

What kept my attention is the way that Ms. Robinson wrote her characters and her writing in general.  She is one of those authors that can take a topic that most writers would gloss over or romanticize but she made it all too real.  She has the guts to do that and it really showed in this book.  It’s emotional, raw, heartbreaking and swoon worthing all in the same book.

Again, I applaud Ms. Robinson for writing such a provocative and thought provoking book.  It has a message that isn’t lost on me but it also leaves me a little leery.  I have a 7th-grade boy in my house now, I pity how social media, phones, etc. are going to play out in his world.  I can’t keep him a baby anymore. Bravo again, Ms. Robinson.

About the Author

Sarah Robinson is a native of the Washington, DC area and has both her Bachelors and Masters Degrees in clinical and forensic psychology. She is married to a wonderful man who is just as much of an animal rescue enthusiast as she is. Together, they own a zoo of rescues, as well as volunteering and fostering for multiple animal shelters.


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#Review of Man Down (Wings of Gold #3) by Tracy Tappan w/a rafflecopter giveaway! @TracyTappan

Man Down

by Tracy Tappan


GENRE: Military Romantic Suspense



Book 3 in Wings of Gold (standalone novel):

After being shot down by the Taliban on a Special Operations mission, a Navy pilot and Navy SEAL rescue a beautiful humanitarian doctor. While the three of them evade capture in a race for their lives across northern Pakistan, the two former boyhood friends heal a 10-year breach, and the pilot and doctor find a way to let go of their painful pasts to find love.

Content guidelines: Contains profanity and adult situations. Sensitive readers might find a scene depicting the death of a pet upsetting.


Excerpt Three:

This was getting painful. His hipbones were jabbing sharply into hers. He was trying to prop his elbows on either side of her to keep his body weight off, but his arms were wedged in tight and not doing the best of jobs. He probably felt like one of the larger variety of livestock on top of her. Yeah…

A grimace crossed her mouth. She opened her knees to the full allowance of the space to gain some relief. The movement created an opening between her thighs, and zuuuup—he slid right into it. His dick and balls, hanging free in a pair of super-loose pajama pants, not even a pair of underpants—which had disappeared with the rest of his clothes—to offer support, had no other place to go but forward. His whole package snuggled flush against her crotch, and…

Instant heat flood.

He parted his lips, a curse forming. He couldn’t imagine worse or more mortifying timing, but he went hard. Just…inflated, as if his dick was attached to a bicycle pump. He clamped his eyes shut, and, behind the backs of his lids, pictured himself leaping out from under the desk and waving his arms at the tangoes. Hey, here I am. Kill me now. The ensuing execution might be better than this. A bead of sweat crept down his temple. Maybe Farrin would do him a favor and not notice.

He checked eyes with her, and— Oh, she’d noticed.


Dang, this book was good.  I normally don’t start off a review like that but I had to.  Normally, I start off with the all the flowery stuff but there is nothing flowery about this book.  It’s gritty, raw, heartbreaking and fast paced.  The action never stops in the book.  I will have to say that this is a twofer one book though.  Let me explain.  Shane and Jason are childhood buddies, went through training together but then an op went bad and for ten years that didn’t speak.  On this mission together, they decide to heal the wounds that split them apart and realized that their friendship was still solid.  I really liked how Ms. Tappan wrote this.  It’s not often that a romance writer takes a chance on two males and what drove them apart and get this…it’s not a woman.  Bravo!

I truly did like the whole concept of the book.  Ms. Tappan knows her stuff when it comes to the military but I also liked reading about Farrin and her job, too.  It was interesting.  Plus, Ms. Tappan doesn’t bog the story down with a bunch of unnecessary details about the ops, the IMHR and the traitor amongst them.  Its action packed like doesn’t let up.  You know, the kind of book that doesn’t let you take a breath.  I love romantic suspense and I’m slowly starting to read true Military Romantic Suspense and I can’t wait to gobble up her back list.  In fact, once Shane’s book is up, I plan on buying it.  I must know who will tame, I mean love him.  😉

Farrin is one tough cookie.  Anyone that works in the field she does and still finds the good in it.  My hat is off to you.  Plus, Jason didn’t stand a chance with her.  LOL!  Plus, their romance progressed differently than I’ve ever read.  It wasn’t instant but sweet.  Plus, you have to like the humor that she wrote in, too.  The excerpt above is just one example.

Overall, I really did like the book, the characters, plot and I also found a new author to read.  I can’t wait to read Shane’s book.  Off to shop her back list.  Thank you to Goddess Fish for suggesting that I read this book.  They know me so well.



AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Tracy is the bestselling and award-winning author of gritty romance, her books spanning genres across paranormal (The Community Series), military romantic suspense (The Wings of Gold Series), and medieval historical (The Baron’s War Trilogy). She is married to a former Navy helicopter pilot who served his country for thirty years. During their tours of duty, they lived all over the United States and in Europe, enjoying seven years overseas in the diplomatic community, first in Rome then in Madrid, before settling back in San Diego. She has a master’s degree in Marriage, Family, Child Counseling (MFCC), volunteers for the USO and Wounded Warrior program, and raised Guide Dog puppies.

She loves to play tennis, enjoys a great glass of wine, and talks to her two Labradors like they are humans (admittedly, the wine drinking and the dog talking probably go together). Her website is a fount of information and sexy fun. www.tracytappan.com

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