**OMG! I am late for my blog tour post because of the mistake in the banner I made myself. I supposed to post this on Nov 15th. So sorry for the delay.
by Debbie Dee
For generations the Incenaga Witches have been forced to use their power to fulfill the wishes of others until they are drained of their magic and left to die. Desperate to protect his infant daughter - the last surviving witch - Emmeline’s father escapes with her to the forests where he vows to keep her hidden from the world and from the truth.Guest Post
Sixteen years later, Emmeline is discovered and finds herself in the grip of a traitor who will stop at nothing to get what he wants, even if it means abusing her power until she dies. She is taken to a distant country and told she must marry the Crown Prince or her own country will be overtaken, its people slaughtered. But what sort of prince would marry a witch? And why would she be the difference between war and peace?
As she fights to regain her freedom, she is faced with a choice between a prince who offers a lifetime of security and a common gamekeeper who has no idea of her power, but offers his heart.
But who do you trust when your power can be used against you?
What are you afraid of?
Acrophobia is the fear of heights. Nebulaphobia is the fear of fog. And unfortunately for a few rare individuals, Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia is the fear of long words. Most people have a fear of one kind or another, and if they don’t, it’s probably because they have Phobophobia, which is the fear of being afraid.
When I was sixteen, I chased my boyfriend around his house while dangling a spider in my hands. And then, thinking I was hilarious, I chucked it at him. He didn’t find it so funny. In fact, he didn’t speak to me for two days! Never mind that the spider was dead and not even the tiniest bit of a threat. Fortunately,Ben forgave me enough to marry me several years later. We now have three children, one of whom also has Arachnephobia, or the fear of spiders.
When Ben and I were seventeen, he got his sweet revenge for the spider incident. We were out boating when he and his buddies thought it would be a good idea to toss all the girls into the lake. Not cool, boys. Not cool at all. Of course, everyone thought it was hilarious when I started screaming about the fish coming to get me. Yup, I have the oh-so-cool fear of fish – Ichthyophobia. To this day, I swear a three-foot fish swam right next to me. I can still hear the slurping sounds it made when it was deciding whether or not to eat me.
While writing THE LAST WITCH, I noticed another one of my fears creeping up insome of the more intense scenes. Emmeline often finds herself in dark situations, and I don’t just mean evil or bleak situations, which she mustnavigate as well, but I’m talking about can’t-see-your-hand-in-front-of-your-face situations. She handles them with so much more grace than I ever would. Unlike Emmeline, you won’t find me exploringpitch black corridors with nothing but my hand along the wall as a guide. Nope, not me. Nor would I have the courage to escape into a dark, unknown ally. Rather than fighting my way through, I probably would have hunkered down into a corner with my hands over my head. I wouldn’t say that I have a full fledged-fear of the dark, or Nychtophobia, but I have a healthy appreciation for flashlights while camping, nightlights in hallways, and candles when the power goes out. Although, the rim of light around a closed closet door will always freak me out.
Debbie Dee recently moved to southern Idaho with her husband and three children where she is learning how to be a country girl in her favorite pair of blue heels. She adores fairy tales and happy endings, but secretly crushes on the bad guy now and then. As a dedicated musician who practices way too much, she never expected writing would sweep her off her feet until she jotted down a scene from a daydream, which turned into two scenes, which turned into a messy house and her first novel. Since then she hasn’t been able to let a day go by without writing. Her website is www.debbiedee.com.