A Delightfully Witchy Character Interview with Emerson from Delightfully Witchy by Acacia K. Parker - Excerpt - Teasers

Delightfully Witchy
A Delightfully Witchy Novel
Book One
Acacia K. Parker
Genre: Paranormal Romance /
Action and Adventure
Publisher: Parker Publishing
Date of Publication: 9/14/2017
ISBN: 978-0-9989444-4-9
Number of pages: 417
Word Count: 135,000
Cover Artist: Acacia K. Parker
Tagline: Not everyone is good at being a witch.

Looking for true love? Having dreams you need to recall more clearly? How about that pesky curse that just won’t go away? Let Delightfully Witchy Herbal Shop conjure up the perfect charm for you!

Meet Emerson Harper—herbalist, shop owner, witch—exceptional at the first two, not so much on the last. She finds there are perks to living a quiet life, especially when those perks involve Lincoln Summers walking into her shop asking for a rare Stone. Powerful, wealthy, and famous, she finds it hard to resist selling him what he seeks when those dazzling blue eyes of his linger a little too long.

What Lincoln failed to mention, however, is someone evil is looking for the Stone; a witch who now has Emmie in his sights. Luckily, Emmie made more of an impression on the sexy stranger than she realized, and when he comes to her rescue she finds herself suddenly pulled into Lincoln’s world of dark magic and buried secrets.

In the fight to reclaim their lives—and save the world from a deranged witch hell-bent on destruction—Emmie is thrust into a journey of mystery, peril, and self-discovery, only to learn that sometimes . . .

All magic needs is a little push.


A Character Interview with Witch Emerson Harper from
Delightfully Witchy

Thank you for Interviewing with me today.
No, thank you for having me! I’m super excited to be here!

When did you become a witch, or were you born that way?
I was definitely born a witch, just like my older sister, Adelaide. I actually come from a long line of witches – my parents were extremely powerful, and their parents before them, and . . . well, you get the idea!

What was your first spell?
Honestly, I don’t know if I even remember! That’s so terrible of me! But if I had to guess, I’d say it had to do something with the gateways my father would hide toys in for me and my sister to break through. In a nutshell, a gateway is another world where witches can keep artifacts and personal things, and you have to understand the magic to “break in” to it, or whatever’s inside will be destroyed. I’d like to think that was probably one of the first times I really used magic to do anything, though I have to admit, I wasn’t very good at it!

That sounds like so much fun.
Please, tell us a little bit about your story.
Well, I’m a witch (obviously), but the magic doesn’t quite speak to me the same way it does for many others, including my sister. I own an herbal shop in Upstate New York that caters to both humans and witches, and I absolutely love creating potions and charms to help people with ailments, or to cure curses, or whatever else happens to be asked of me! So, needless to say, my life is pretty quiet, which I rather enjoy!  

Then of course Lincoln Summers walks into my door – I know you don’t know who that is, but he’s a famous witch that everyone in my community knows! Or . . . sees, rather, he’s all over the news and such. Anyway, he comes strutting into my shop one day asking for a rare Stone that I just so happen to have (that’s a nice coincidence, huh?). He’s so nice too, and handsome . . . like, wow . . . (ugh, sorry, can’t help it!)

What Lincoln forgot to tell me is that someone else is looking for this Stone, too . . . so, when these other three witches come asking about him and the same Stone, I sort of kind of . . . lie. Which seemed like a really good idea at the time, but as it turns out, it wasn’t. So, the next thing I know, I’m . . . well, you know what? You’re going to have to read my story to find out!

Sounds interesting. I hope you didn't get hurt.
Where did your Author come up with this idea?
My author came up with the idea because she loves witches and anything to do with the paranormal, and since she normally writes darker stories without a lot of humor, she thought she’d try my story out! Plus, she really enjoys writing about flawed characters, and I’m literally the perfect person to write about, since I’m a witch who’s not very good at being a witch.

Do you feel like she portrayed you well?
I think she did! I mean, she knows my entire life so, if she didn’t, I’d be having some words with her!

Anything you would change?
No! Well, other than the awkward moments she liked to put me in (not cool, author, not cool)

Have you ever tried to curse her? (If no) Not even for practice?
I would never! Cursing someone is a pretty major deal, and I’d have to hate someone something fierce to want to curse them . . . and even if I hated them, I think I’d have a hard time doing it! So, no, I’ve never tried to curse her, even for practice (even though sometimes I probably sort of want to)

Who’s your best friend?
My sister, Adelaide, of course.

Your worst enemy?
Probably that one guy in grade school who made fun of my silver hair . . . I don’t remember his name, but he was a jerk!

(Shakes head). Little boys are always into some kind of mischief. 
Was there a learning curve when dealing with charms, spells, or potions?
I’ve had a learning curve my whole life with this stuff! While I can do a lot of the simple ones (like love spells and potions, fertility charms, things like that), the harder stuff is difficult for me to understand. If I really took the time to figure them out, I might actually get somewhere with them, but in my 34 years I’ve learned I rather enjoy not having to deal with all that stuff, so I guess it kind of works out for me.

(A devious grin). Have you ever cursed anyone besides your Author?
Nope, never!

Are you part of a coven?
No – covens of witches in my world often equal bad things. There have been some good ones, I guess – like the Council, which creates our laws and helps to keep us in line with our human counterparts – that’s about it.

What is the best part about being a witch?
I would say being in tune with the Earth! Understanding it’s qualities and what it can offer on a deeper level is quite wonderful, if I do say so myself.

Are there things, besides spells, you can do that regular humans can’t?
I can hear voices sometimes! They come and go, but if I focus I can normally hear who I’m focused on. 

That sounds fun, but could be scary too. They might be talking about your silver hair like those boys did.

Have you seen any forthcoming stories bouncing around in your Author’s mind?
There’s too many, and I don’t think she knows what to do with them!!

Will you be in them?
I think she’s got me planned to show up in a few of the next books in the Delightfully Witchy Universe! I’m especially excited to see my sister’s story . . . she definitely needs it!

What’s the hardest part of being a fantasy character?
Not being real! (hardy har har). Sorry, I couldn’t help myself, but that’s probably number one on the list! It’d also be nice to be perfect, you know? Kind of like how my sister is, but I know that’s not how real life is, so it’s good that I’m not (sort of).

What is your darkest secret?
Oh man! My deepest, darkest secret, huh? I’d have to say it was that I stole a candy from this shop once . . . just kidding.

It’s probably that I get a little jealous of my sister every once in a while. It doesn’t happen often, but I mean, she’s like perfect and gorgeous and beautiful, and every once in a while when things happen to me and I remember that I’m such a terrible witch, I get a little . . . upset, and then I get upset that I’m upset about it, and I feel terrible, because I love my sister. She’s my world, but every once in a while, the feeling’s just can’t be helped! I’ve learned to deal with them so they will pass easier, and it helps!

You're beautiful too.
Thank you for joining us today.
Well, thank you for having me! I appreciate it!


I awoke screaming and scared, feeling like I was locked in that trunk again, bound and unsure of the outcome. I was dazed. I knew I was awake, but it was still hard to tell what was real. I felt the mattress underneath me, and the clothes that smelled of spices and were faintly musky and sweaty. There was a light beside the bed I could turn on to show that I was perfectly safe. None of that mattered, though, because I was frantic, tears falling down my face, trying to get out of the confined space that had me caged in.
Someone was talking to me, calmly and evenly. Whoever it was grabbed my arms and lifted them, moving me so my back was to a chest, clearly not my sister’s. I yanked my arms to get free, but whoever had me was too strong, the voice continuing to speak, telling me I was all right, that I was safe, and there wasn’t anything to be worried about.
“Emmie, it’s just a dream, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”
Lincoln. It was Lincoln’s voice that finally trickled through, and I realized where I was. He had his arms wrapped around me, holding me still so I wouldn’t hurt myself—or him, for that matter. My head was somewhere near the crook of his neck as I craned it back, looking up at the black ceiling, its endless depths forbidding and ominous. Tears fell, my breathing was labored, and my heart raced. He never moved, even as my legs kicked the blankets away, hating myself for allowing this to happen.
When I finally got myself to calm down, Lincoln turned me and without a word pulled me into a hug. I wrapped my arms around his waist, listening to his heartbeat as it hammered violently in his chest. With his head resting on mine, I barely felt the stubble scratching at my forehead, abrasive but welcome.
“You scared me.” His voice was throaty, like he’d just woken up himself. “Are you okay?”
“I think so,” I managed to say, pulling back, noticing the light on the nightstand was on, dim in the darkness. “I’m so, so sorry. That was—”
“Expected . . . considering.” He shrugged, his hand on my shoulder as I wiped the tears off my face.
“I guess it’s a good thing I don’t sleep naked,” I giggled, trying to lighten the mood.
“I think that depends on who you’re asking.” He smirked.
And I blushed, of course. I was feeling all warm and cozy with his hand still on my shoulder and then I noticed he wasn’t wearing a shirt. Good Lord. Trust me, it was everything I ever thought it would be. No, it was definitely better. He was perfect; chiseled chest, washboard abs, thick arms, and a dark line of hair leading from his belly button until it disappeared underneath his pajama pants. I’m pretty sure if I kept looking I was going to start drooling, literally, and that would be . . . just no.
“What are you thinking about?”
“Nothing! It’s nothing.”
“It doesn’t look like nothing,” he said, raising his brows.
“It’s not important,” I answered nervously, biting my lower lip.
“Are you sure?”
“Yep.” I nodded. “I’m sure.”
“Ok.” He squeezed my shoulder lightly.

About the Author

Acacia has been what some may call a "gypsy" for most of her life. With her father serving in the Air Force for twenty years, she's enjoyed many different homes in many different states, with a decent portion of her life lived overseas in Germany. Always one to be creative, she has been drawing since she could write, and writing has become a passion of hers since her teenage years where she discovered she loved telling stories and creating eccentric characters.

Currently residing in Phoenix, AZ with her husband Shawn and their two golden retrievers, Boomer and Sookie, the duo find any excuse to enjoy the weather (when it's permitted), and you can often find the them scuba diving (their favorite place is the Florida Keys), hiking, visiting one of the many beautiful lakes Arizona has to offer or finding winding, dirt roads to discover. Unfortunately, it's not all fun and games. A good chunk of Acacia's time is taken up to complete her Bachelors in Business Management at Grand Canyon University - although procrastination does ensue.

In her writing adventures, Acacia hopes that one day her stories may inspire others to follow their dreams - no matter how crazy they may seem.

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