The original sinner. The angel he covets. And one unbreakable law…
Her voice, her touch, the way she looks at him with complete
acceptance; Gabriel is his addiction and Lucifer is done for.
craves her and he hungers for a taste of her blushed lips, but love
between angels is a punishable sin…
A sin Lucifer is ready to risk his legacy
Darkly romantic. A dangerous new paranormal thriller for fans of all things
place where angels existed to watch the world transform…until one
angel changed everything.
compassion, but teaching Lucifer to feel started the beginning of the
end. Angels aren’t free to love, to lust, to want. They are God’s
servants, his eyes and ears, his pure beings.
refuses to return to his subservient ways. He wants more than the
hand he was dealt with all its immortality and reverence. He wants to
Struck from Heaven and the one he loves, Lucifer is banished to Earth to
live as a mortal…but even without his wings, he’ll never be fully
human. And he’ll never let go of his rage against the one who cast
him out. When Lucifer discovers the power of his angelic blood, God’s
precious humans in all their sins and freedom become the pawns in
Lucifer’s unwavering revenge.
knows he truly is. Now her fellow archangels plan to use her against
him…but will she be Lucifer’s downfall or his savior?
A tale of unquenchable rage, deception,
and eternal love.
as a child led her to
the imaginary worlds of books. Even at a young age, her love for the
supernatural was prevalent, with her first loved books being R.L.
Stine’s Goosebumps series. Following that she took an interest in
other non-fantasy fiction, including Virginia C. Andrews series
Flowers in the Attic.
dark short stories and took up sketching some of the terrifying
things that came from the graphic night terrors she’d grown up with.
and started a small construction business with her husband. With the
birth of her son, Jessica suffered PPD and found escape in her books
and their fantasy landscapes. It was at this time that her need to
write flourished. In 2009 the decision was made and the first words
to her New Adult Paranormal Romance novel What Lies Inside were
with dangerous abilities and deadly obstacles to overcome, she likes
to spend time with her two kids and husband, curl up with a good
book, or watch anything and everything supernatural.
FALLEN ANGEL 1: ASHES OF EDEN EXCERPT
BY J.L. MYERS
Gabriel writhed against the tree, flames entering her robe from the ground up.
She cried out, the burn attacking her toes and climbing her legs, melting and
burrowing through her skin. This was the end—her end—here in this grassy
field. Here under a darkening sky before the eager eyes of all the human men
who had captured her. Here—alone.
With agony consuming her on the outside, Gabriel retreated into her mind,
away from the smell of her cooking flesh and the sound of her bloodcurdling
screams. No longer able to feel the wet tears that forged tracks down her face,
she conjured the memory of her last encounter with Lucifer.
He had come to watch her. To observe her down on Earth.
But of course she had known the moment he landed nearby. As always, she
had felt him.
At first her heart had taken off in her chest, soaring like a bird’s rapid wings
on the breeze. But her heart did not make the rules.
“I want you to leave, Lucifer. Leave me be.”
And he had, despite the tears she could not hold at bay. Despite how clearly
his heart was breaking as he staggered away and took flight up into the twilight
sky. Clinging to the image of his shell-shocked face, she remembered the sheen to
his wide silver-blue eyes, the bunching of his tan brow, the way his lips trembled
over clenched teeth as if he were fighting the temptation to refuse her demand.
Her hand cupping his jaw had been their last touch, a touch that could never
compare to the slide of his rough hands over her bared body or the hungry
pressure of his mouth against hers. But that would never happen again.
“As you wish.” Lucifer had surrendered to her refusal. He had granted her
wish. And now…
She would die alone.
Gabriel’s screams shattered her memories as the blaze engulfing her robe-
clothed body licked even higher. Legs bared and bloody, flames now lashed her
stomach and arms. Renewed panic made it feel like her insides were smoldering
too. This couldn’t be her end. It couldn’t be their end.
Yanking her arms up to evade the burn, the lowest rope snapped around her
hips, ripping skin away in its wake. Gabriel hissed at the sting, swallowing her
screams. Raw hands snatching and tugging at the higher ropes, they refused to
budge, her strength failing her.
Darkness fell, teasing her senses with the promise of cold that could never
combat the inferno of flames that climbed ever higher and renewed her tortured
cries. Wings trapped to the tree behind her catching alight rapidly, even escape
from her bindings would not spare her. Those men stood by, spears in hand and
murder painted in their eager gazes.
Strands of her windblown hair sizzled up to her scalp with flaming embers,
and Gabriel’s eyes pinned shut. The burn attacking her arms had a hold of her
ribs, eating away inside her, breaking her. Her heart felt hot, too hot. Soon her
screams would turn to fire—with her final shriek.
Unable to speak, parting words formed in her mind. A telepathic message, a
goodbye…that would never reach its source. Never blame yourself, Lucifer. This
was not your doing. It was mine. I was wrong. I need you. I have always needed you.
A sudden commotion sounded, a booming ruckus as the ground shook. But
the cause mattered not. Nothing mattered anymore. Her end was imminent.
And then everything changed.
Gabriel’s bindings suddenly released and she fell like the dead. A blanketing
weight covered her, blocking the cooling breeze and dousing the consuming fires
that coated her sticky body and wings. Skin stuck and peeled away, the sound
joining her rattling sobs. And then she sucked in a choked breath—and smelled
Unable to believe her senses, Gabriel cracked her melted eyelids open.
Staring down at her was the one face she had never expected to see again.
Tan, rugged, and filled with a fear of losing her that resonated in his eyes with
silver tears. “Lucifer. You came—” she rasped, realizing this was real. Realizing
Lucifer had returned to this field on Earth and was surrounded by murderous
men. Tongue feeling like it was on fire, she gasped out, “No. Oh, no. Please. Leave
before they get—”
There were screams, men barking orders out of sight that refused to break
through the sound of rushing blood in Gabriel’s ears. The look of relief across
Lucifer’s face morphed with animalistic fury. “No being will ever hurt you again. I
And then he was gone.
Chilled air swept in at his absence, fighting the burn that clawed at her
bloody body and causing a fresh wave of agony to dance across her melted skin.
Grunts and shouts rose up, and then wet thumps—bodies hitting mud. Dread
hooked into her insides as if worms had suddenly risen up to devour her charred
remains. Murder of men was a heinous sin. A sin so much worse than her
forbidden interactions with Lucifer. She needed to stop him. She needed to—
With a gasp of pain, Gabriel rolled to her side, seeing movement through the
long brown grass as men fell injured but still alive. Her eyes scoured through the
mass of men screaming commands to kill. Finally locating Lucifer, she saw a
dagger in his hands as he caught the throat of the man who had led this village of
men and ordered her death. The man’s face turned red then purple as he was
lifted from the ground. Spit sprayed from his lips, but no sound escaped. The grip
on his jugular was too tight. A death grip.
“You attacked the wrong angel, you disgusting excuse for a human.” Lucifer’s
smile was a promise as he pointed the dagger at the man’s wide eyes.
Gabriel struggled to her hands and knees, the grass ripping more of her raw
skin away. About to fall in a heap, she grunted through the agony.
“And now you die.”
Gabriel pushed upright, choked words flying from her bloody mouth.
Dagger freezing mid-air, Lucifer’s head cranked sideways. His eyes widened
and flung the man aside to run at her. “Gabriel, look—”
Something punched into Gabriel’s back, stealing a gasp from her as it
tunneled through her heart and exploded out through her chest. Her head fell
forward, and a bloody spearhead gleamed up at her.
The end of Gabriel and Lucifer’s story was upon them…but this is far from
where this devastating love story began.
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