Friday, December 19, 2014

Glimmers by Barbara Brooke [Blog Tour & Giveaway]

Welcome to my tour stop for Glimmers by Barbara Brooke. This is a clean adult chick-lit/women's fiction with paranormal elements. This is a review tour that runs December 15-19. Check out the tour page for the full schedule.

About the Book:

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A simple touch and suddenly, Paige is in the past — living someone else’s life, seeing the world through her eyes, and feeling her deepest emotions.

Paige used to think memories existed only in one’s mind. But now, she knows better. She can’t explain how or why, but she has “glimmers”: special moments that have remained behind — clinging to a letter, a ring, even a worn-out pair of boots.

When Paige returns from each glimmer, a small part of her has changed. Who is this gourmet cook, fashion designer, feisty lover? And how is she supposed to explain this to her family without them thinking she has completely lost her mind?

Paige believes her new talent is a gift, until she’s transported into her sister’s memory and catches a glimmer of her secret life.

Take this humorous and romantic journey as Paige learns about true love through the lives of three extraordinary women.

eLit Book Awards (Illuminating Digital Publishing Excellence) 2012 ~ First place in Romance

Kindle Book Review Best Indie Author 2012 ~ Semifinalist in Romance

New York Book Festival 2012 ~ Runner-up in Romance

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Glimmers is only .99 cents from 12/15-12/20!


A sprinkle of dust encircles my head, and a cough escapes my lips. My hand flips past countless discarded treasures as layers of stale perfume seep inside my nostrils. I stare at the aging fabric and begin to seriously question my method.
“I know you’re hiding in here … somewhere,” I whisper as my eyes shift from an outdated suit to an almost-adorable sundress. I haven’t found anything worth my efforts, yet I’ve combed through almost every rack.
“I’m out of here.” As soon as the words enter my mind, my feet blaze a trail between assembled outfits on display and full-length mirrors echoing my escape. No sooner do I reach the exit when I hear someone clear her throat.
“Thanks for stopping by,” a voice slithers past a stack of folded T-shirts and creeps inside my ears. I steal a look to my left, and the clerk offers me a better-luck-next-time smile.
My hand freezes on the door, and I remind myself that Paige MacKenzie is not a quitter. I can’t give up, not until I’ve searched every inch of this place. These shirts, skirts, dresses, and accessories — no matter their state of shabby chic — have personalities of their own, and each one clamors for my attention. A prize is in here, lurking among tossed-on-the-beach-one-too-many-times canvas bags and coffee-stained blouses.
I can feel it.  
With that, my hunt shifts gears. Only a moment passes before an entire row of cardigans hangs in a disheveled mess. To my surprise and delight, a cashmere sweater practically leaps into my arms. I hold it in a deep embrace, caressing its velvety sleeves. Except its color is too dull against my pale complexion, and right now, that’s the last thing I need.
A glint in the mirror catches my attention, and I casually glance over my shoulder. A golden mannequin stands there with attitude, wearing the cutest pair of jeans I’ve ever seen. I rush over and, somewhat rudely, strip the plastic goddess. With bated breath, I peek at the size ... yes! I hug my new jeans and continue my expedition.
Like a puppet on a string, I’m pulled toward artfully displayed shoes. Smooth and supple leather beckons me. Wait a minute … could it be? I catch my breath and place my hand over my chest. My weary feet float past ratty sandals and scuffed pumps. I grab the fold-over ankle boots and ever so carefully slide my foot inside the tan-colored suede. I push a little farther, and my toes graze the tip. The fit is just right! Other than a few signs of wear on the soles, they’re in practically perfect condition. And they’ll look fabulous with my new/vintage jeans.  
Victory is mine.  

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Without warning, a familiar sound drifts from the backseat of my minivan, and from a blurry distance, my daughter’s voice finds me.
“I am not a baby,” Elle exclaims, appearing as if she’s going to snap, and just like that, my most recent shopping daydream is over.
“Are too,” Liam grumbles through clenched teeth.
“Am not!”
My rearview mirror reflects the reddened faces of my children. I’m about to jump in and referee, but then something strange happens. I hesitate. Do I really want to be in the middle of this heated argument? Isn’t it better to allow my children to use this exchange of dialogue as a learning experience in the art of debate? Another minute passes as I deal with my own internal struggle.
In the end, I surrender a sigh and ask the dreaded question, “What’s going on back there?”

About the Author:

Currently, Barbara Brooke resides in sunny Florida with her supportive husband, two adorable
children, gorgeous greyhounds, and scruffy mutt. She is actively creating new worlds and interesting characters for the next book in one of her series. Shhhh, can you keep a secret? Not only does she write spellbinding, heart-pounding women’s fiction, she also writes books for the young-at-heart, adventurous sort who yearn to dive into a good young adult fantasy story. These particular books are written under the name H.B. Bolton, but that is another story altogether.

Find the Author:

$25 Amazon Gift Card (INT)
Ends 12/29/14

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This tour was organized by CBB Book Promotions.


  1. I hope your readers enjoy "glimmering" into Paige's life. Thanks for sharing :)

  2. Thank you for hosting a tour stop!