Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Blog Tour: Storms Over Secrets by J.A.DeRouen

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Title: Storms Over Secrets (Over #3)
Author: J.A. DeRouen
Genre: New Adult
Release Date: September 14, 2015
Promises are lies dressed up for the party. Secrets poison the fairest of fairy tales. Lies stain the purest of loves.
I’ve paid the ultimate price for my choices. The tendrils of those sins bind me to my past. The remnants of my love hold me captive. Then he walks into my life, and makes me believe in second chances. He awakens feelings in me I know I shouldn’t have. I yearn for a future without guilt. With him, I dream of a love untainted. Regret is a far-reaching emotion. It barrels through time like a blazing comet, and its path isn’t always straight. No matter what I feel, I cannot bring myself to regret the time I’ve spent with Cain. But it doesn’t mean I can have him. My name is Celia Lemaire and this is my story of broken promises. Storms Over Secrets is the third book in The Over Series, a group of interconnected standalone novels.

5 Star Review by Natasha Gentile

This book, oh this book. I have been waiting for this since we first met Cain in Hope over Fear. I fell in love with him in Wings Over Poppies. I wanted his story; I wanted Celia story, but most of all I wanted their story. This is my journey into the storm.

Promises are lies dressed up for the party.
Secrets poison the fairest of fairy tales.
Lies stain the purest of loves.

When the blurb starts like that you know that the storm is going to be rough. We’ve caught pieces of these two for two books. What we’ve learnt was that Celia is a troubled soul. A soul that is half broken. A soul that hides the truth. A soul that is looking to be whole again.

I wanted to know what happened to make her like that, to put her in this place. I wanted to know everything, and I wasn’t the only one. It took one look from Cain for him to be trapped under her spell.

I tilt my head down to meet her eyes and get the first look at my new tenant. She’s barely five feet tall, fun-sized compared to my six-foot-four-inch frame. I reach out and grab the daisy she has perched behind her ear and try to decipher why the sound of her singsong voice goes straight to my dick.
“Where’s your wand?” I ask.
She give me a confused look, cocks her head to the side, and squints her eyes.
“You’re two-foot-nothing tall, and you’ve got flowers in your hair and around your neck,” I explain, pointing to the string of clover flowers she’s tied together as a necklace. I guess she kept busy while waiting for me to show up. ”You’ve got to be f*cking fairy, pixie, sprite, or something. So where’s the wand?”
She keeps right on staring, so I take my time studying every part of her.

And just like that he’s taken under her spell. He doesn’t know what it is but she’s got him. Just one problem. She’s taken. Her heart belongs to someone else. Her mind will never let her forget that person.  

Celia has been in love with Lucas since before she can remember. Her next-door neighbor. Her best friend’s brother. It was written in the stars. It was suppose to be till one day it wasn’t. The day the stars didn’t align. The day she couldn’t save him. She promised to never let him go; she made promises a girl makes with her whole heart. Promises that the woman is finding hard to keep. She wasn’t ready for the storm that is Cain.

He is like a hurricane that comes through your life. He isn’t looking for love. He is just trying to be her friend. He’s the funny friend. He’s the one you call to change a tire or hit a golf ball. But one things leads to another. One moment leads to another and then you are sucked into the world that is Cain.

I hear her faint giggle as I walk through the front door, and it travels through my ears, down into my gut, right before it takes up permanent residence in my heart. I close my eyes and savor the sound, knowing I’ve never heard anything more beautiful in my life.

Celia is trying to look the other way. He makes her believe in second chances, but does she deserve it? Not only does he accept her whole heartedly, his family takes her in, loves her with no questions asked. For someone that has no family to turn to, it was like giving her the whole world on a silver platter.  

With one push, one look, one touch changes everything you wonder who will be standing at the end of the storm.

“This was a mistake. I’ve made a mistake.”
And there it is.
“You’re wrong,” I say forcefully. She shakes her head and pushes my chest, but I won’t relent. “Nothing about you and me is a mistake, and you know it. You have my heart, Celia, and I know I have yours.”
“I haven’t had ownership of my heart in many years. It’s not mine to give,” she says robotically.

Gutted, hollow and back to square one, she survived once. The only thing is she knows she can’t survive this one. She knows this is different. This is leaving her broken. It’s leaving her gasping, gasping for her next breath. The breath that is Cain. He’s there. He is right there waiting for her to see, that he is the other half to the soul she thought she lost.

“I know he was the love of your life. I get it, I really do. But what if I told you that you were mine? I have enough love for the both us. I know I do.” I close my eyes and wish it all away-whatever it is that is tearing her apart piece by piece. “Tink, what if there was only you and me? No past, no ties, just a blank slate…”

She can’t do it. She can’t break the promise that she made many moons ago. But what happens when you are pushed too far? You are pushed to the limit. You are pushed all the way to the edge and the only one that can save you is the one that you let go. The one that can put you back together again. What happens when that storm passes you by and the only two left standing are you and him?

I look straight into his eyes and lick my trembling lips.
“I’d spend the rest of my life loving you,” I whisper.

This story tore me apart. A story of forgiveness, friendship, acceptance, loss, family and love; it gave me everything.

It shifted my heart, it made me look into the eye of the storm hoping that I’d still be standing at the end of it. I loved every single word that was written in this book. I cherished it and begged for more. I will read anything that J A Derouen writes, because I know that at the end of the day she will fill me until my cup runneth over with love.  

Thank you for that!

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About The Author
J.A. Derouen lives in South Louisiana with her husband, son (aptly nicknamed “The Professor”), and her furry friend, Scout. She has earned bachelor’s degrees in psychology and nursing. When she’s not writing or inhaling romance novels by the stack, she works as a women’s health nurse. She’s been an avid reader and daydreamer since childhood, and she’s never stopped turning the page to get to the next happily ever after.
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