Blog Tour Stop and Review – Wings Over Poppies by J.A. Derouen
Wings Over Poppies (Over #2)
January 26, 2015
Perfection. One word. Three syllables. Every reason why I’ll never have the one thing I truly want. I stand dutifully on the pedestal he’s built, waiting for the day he truly sees me.
Then one amazing night, he lets down his walls, only to leave me the next day. Years have passed, and I’ve tried to move on with my life. But I still dream of him. I still miss him everyday. The memories haunt me. How can I look to the future when my past remains a mystery? The time has come to find the boy who stole my heart and ran away without a word.
But not everyone who is lost wants to be found.
My name is Alexandra Fontaine, and this is my story of unfinished love.
Wings Over Poppies is book #2 in The Over Series and can be read as a standalone novel.
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I shift closer to him and wrap my arms around his waist. I lay my head on his chest and breathe him in. His shoulders relax, if only slightly. The need to comfort him is overwhelming. I want to wash it all away for him, hold the world at bay while I erase the worry permanently etched in his forehead.
“Everything is going to be okay, West. I just know it,” I lie. I don’t know that everything will be okay. I don’t know anything at all.
We sit in electrified silence, the crackling of dead leaves under us the only sound. I memorize the feel of him, the smell of him, the rhythm of his breathing. I’m lost in the moment, already anticipating the loss that’s to come.
“I leave in a month.”
The words cut through the silence like a judgment. Instead of hurt, I’m filled with resolve. I won’t let him push me away anymore. I’m done playing by his rules. I rise up to meet the storm brewing in his eyes. His hand wraps firmly around my neck, and his eyes dart hungrily to my lips. I swallow nervously and refuse to look away.
If he turns his head or pulls my hair, I swear I’m going to tackle him to the ground.
I lean in hopefully, somewhat expectantly, and close my eyes. His warm breath dances across my lips, and my every prayer is answered. He presses his mouth firmly to mine and stills, almost memorizing the moment.
That one small touch is the beginning of the most memorable kiss of my life. It’s hello and goodbye, I love you, I’ll miss you, and everything in between.
He sucks my bottom lip, and I inhale sharply, completely overcome. His hands dive into my hair, and his tongue slides against mine just once before he pulls away. He touches my forehead to his and chuckles softly.
“What have we been waiting for all this time?”
“You,” I whisper breathlessly, “I’ve been waiting for you.”
My admission is all he needs. He devours me, a tangle of lips, teeth, tongues, and hands. I don’t know where I end and he begins. I’m exhilarated and relieved all at once.
I run my hands down his arms and grip his wrists tightly. I pull away and look into his hooded eyes.
“Tell me something, West. Tell me something I don’t know.”
He runs a thumb over my swollen lips while he studies me. I’ve never felt more loved, more worshipped.
“I can’t imagine a world without you in it. No matter where I am, I’ll always dream of you. It’ll have to be enough.” He places soft, scorching kisses up my neck until he reaches my ear. “God, I don’t think it’ll ever be enough.”
Wings Over Poppies is the second book in the Over series. You can read Poppies as a standalone without missing any necessary info, but doing so would deprive you of the introduction to some of my new favorite characters. They are twenty-somethings with some common sense, and are normal and likable…that word always looks like “lick-able” to me, but guess what, the guys ARE lickable, too! Anyway, these are characters with good heads on their shoulders – yes, they have their flaws and issues, but are not overwhelmed by them.
When I think of how I want to describe the writing style of these books, the first word that comes to mind was easy….not that it was easy for J.A. to create, but it was easy to read…smooth. It was clear and concise, but the story did not suffer for that clarity. There wasn’t a thing missing anywhere. I felt all the feelings and saw every image as if it were happening right in front of me. And yup, this one had some feels – I can’t lie, there were some tears shed.
While I read Hope Over Fear (book 1), I thought Adam was my new book boyfriend. I didn’t have to get too far into Poppies before he was unseated. I have three words for you: West. Frickin. Adler. West in the past was a sweet, swoon-worthy boy. West in the present is a tongue-dragging, drool-worthy hunk of man. I would have fought tooth and nail for him, too, just like Alex did.
I have to admit that I am a little hazy on what exactly the character age cut-off is when categorizing something as “new adult”, and as long as we’re having true confessions, I’ll tell you that I am generally not a fan of NA books – it makes me feel like a grumpy old lady when I get frustrated by younger characters who don’t at least somewhat have their shit together. It is my own hang-up, I get that. The reason I’m digressing is because if these books were presented to me as NA books, I would probably be inclined to brush them off. And then I would end up really pissed that I had missed out on this series.
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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