Ashes of Eden
Fallen Angel Book 1
by J.L. Myers Genre: Paranormal Romance
The original sinner. The angel he covets. And one unbreakable law…
The second Lucifer saw Gabriel in the flesh, his whole existence changed. Her voice, her touch, the way she looks at him with complete acceptance; Gabriel is his addiction and Lucifer is done for.
But there’s a catch. Don’t fall in love.
Lucifer isn’t free to want more than the immortal life he leads. His body 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 for…
New Adult/Paranormal Romance/Angel/Demon
Warning - This book contains some language and sexual situations.
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 betheirend. 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 smelledhim. 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 vow it.” 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. “Lucifer, no!” 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.
Dawn of Reckoning
Fallen Angel Book 2
Darkly romantic. A dangerous new paranormal thriller for fans of all things supernatural.
Before Earth there was Heaven, a place of immortality and subservience, a place where angels existed to watch the world transform…until one angel changed everything.
Gabriel may have been the first of the archangels to feel love and 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.
Or at least they were.
After falling for Gabriel with all her beauty and eternal hope, Lucifer 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 be free.
But freedom comes at a price…
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.
A new race is set to emerge. A race to reveal the ugliness of humanity.
Through it all, Gabriel refuses to lose faith in Lucifer and the man she 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.
A paranormal angel, vampire novella.
Lucifer’s eyes didn’t leave Gabriel’s face for a second. In all the years that had passed, she had not changed. Her milky skin glowed with perfection, her hair was the same silver-flaxen color it had been, and her eyes…the hope she propelled from their silver-blue depths still made his heart trip over itself and his palms sweat. And now she was here, right in front of him. Close enough to touch. He fought to find the words, fists clenching to keep them from reaching out. “It has been almost three decades.”
When he felt the heavenly presence moments ago, he had expected God. Rage and satisfaction had mingled inside him as he stalked from the enemy’s camp, leaving his men to their bloody business. The sword sheathed at his side had been a comfort, a weapon that, though useless against his maker, made him feel powerful. Now under the canopy of tall, draping trees, he could do naught but stare, stunned into silence as too many thoughts and emotions created havoc inside his body and mind.
“I have missed you, Morningstar.”
Lucifer’s knees almost gave out at her tender name for him, a name that had meant so much to him so long ago.
“You tempt your fate too much.” She moved forward with grace, and he froze as she reached up to touch his face. He had longed for her touch for so long, and he could not help but lean his cheek into her warm palm. “I fear what this petulance will cost you. His forgiveness may not withstand—”
A snarl escaped Lucifer’s lips as they snapped shut. He jerked back. His earlier rage resurfaced, pumping through his veins like molten lava. He had tried so damn hard to earn redemption, and he had failed. “God’s eternal forgiveness is saved for his precious humans. They alone are his pride. We are merely his servants. Loyal and pure is not what he values. Now I am like them.” He threw his arms out and glared up at the sparkling night sky. “Existing solely for my own gain and other’s demise.”
Gabriel’s wings unfurled fast, perfect and pure in their radiant glow. The trees at her back gained light, adding an eerie tinge to the darkened forest. “Lucifer, no. You allow your anger to blind you. He does not want—”
Lucifer shoved her back, the dejection that pooled silver in her eyes breaking something in him. Gabriel had abandoned him as surely as she had lost her hope for him long ago. Yet her belief in their maker and his many mistakes still held true. A tree blocked her retreat, giving her nowhere but up to escape to. “I am human. One of his precious creations. Still I am not good enough.” For Him or for you. “He cast me out. He took my wings. He took everyth—”
Gabriel punched Lucifer in the face, and he stumbled from the shock of her sudden outburst. Her wings flung open and that soft edge to her features hardened. Hand snapping out, she caught him by the neck and squeezed. “I will not let you continue this. This plague you have cursed the earth with…I cannot bear to see it. Not for them, but even more so, not for you. I know you, Lucifer. You burned so brightly once. It can be that way again.”
Silver tears streamed down her pale face, turning Lucifer’s rage into rigid stillness.
Her grip loosened, and with a blink her eyes dried up. The smile that graced her blushed lips stole Lucifer’s thoughts, making him want to do so much more than stare at her.
“If you would only let go of this pain and accept your place among us once more. Accept God’s love again, Lucifer. Beg his forgiveness. Do it for you, for what we both know you can be.”
And there it was again, her eternal faith in the God who had refused him, who had spat on his good deeds and ripped his heart out. Exhaustion set upon Lucifer and he sighed as Gabriel’s hand fell from his neck. He swallowed, causing pain to undulate down his throat. “What you demand is impossible. Without you…I am nothing. God knows my heart. And that I cannot change. You may not feel what we once shared, but I can never forget. I can never let go. And that alone is why he keeps me a prisoner below, why my will to redeem myself died…”
His words stalled as his face fell, seeing something he had not noticed in all his shock and anger since her unexpected arrival. Tight around her ankle was a glowing manacle with two links still attached.
Gabriel’s hand neared his face. “Lucifer, what is—”
Lucifer struck out, catching her wrist. His heart hammered beneath his ribs, belting like it wanted to explode. His head snapped up. “You are not permitted to be here.”
He had wrongly, stupidly, assumed that she had been sent to stop his path of destruction that kept humans screaming as they ran from the camp behind him before being caught and dragged back in. And now she was here, far from the Realm of Light in a place she was not permitted to visit. The restraint around her ankle needed no affirmation. If she had been released, all that remained would be the indents and reddened skin below.
Gabriel had pulled her wrist free and was speaking, but all he could hear was the rushing in his ears. She had broken her chains. She had escaped—to see him. Her forbidden lover.
“Michael is a snake,” Lucifer grated out, cutting off whatever she had been saying. None of it mattered. But her being here did. “In buying his lies, you endanger yourself. You should not have come. Leave, before it is too late.”
He spun, ready to march back to the camp and his waiting men, but Gabriel caught his arm and yanked him back around. “No. I will not go. I will not fail you again.”
Confusion bled any remaining anger right out of him. Had he been wrong all along? Had Gabriel merely been prevented from seeking him out? Or had she stayed away for a cause more significant than he could know? Either way, he saw the truth in her eyes. In almost two millennia, her hope for him had not died. She still cared for him. Perhaps she even still loved him.
“It is not you who failed me.” Lucifer reached up and tucked her windblown hair behind her ear. Keeping his hand aloft, he knew what he had to do, and he hated it. But she did not deserve to suffer as he had. She did not deserve to be punished, banished…or to lose her wings. Earth did not deserve a pure soul like hers. Though in his opinion, neither did God. Taking a slow step forward, he fought to remain close and not back down from what he knew he had to do. Bringing his lips to her forehead, he reached up to cup the back of her neck.
Gabriel sighed at his touch. “Lucifer, please…”
“I am sorry,” he whispered, looking skyward to force the burn in his eyes to recede. His grip on her neck tightened, a clue to his intent. “I will not let you be condemned too.”
Then he freed his sword and speared it through her gut.
Jessica L Myers' vivid imagination and quiet demeanor 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.
In her teen years, Jessica spent many school hours writing poetry and dark short stories and took up sketching some of the terrifying things that came from the graphic night terrors she’d grown up with.
As an adult and after meeting the love of her life, Jessica got married 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 written.
When Jessica isn’t immersed in writing about extraordinary characters 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.
What inspired you to write this book series? This series started with a short novella about Lucifer and how his actions led to the first vampires in existence. I never expected more from this story, but as I wrote it I found myself getting invested in Lucifer, who he was, and how he became the disgraced angel of Heaven. When I asked myself how he became the dark angel, the answers I got shocked and inspired me. Our view on Lucifer is so black and white. But what if there was a gray area? What if there was a pure and undeniable reason? What wouldn’t you do to keep the one being that owns your heart?
Do you have any “side stories” about the characters? Similar to how the original Fallen Angel novella sparked the ideas for the entire Fallen Angel Series, this new series has given me a character that I am dying to write about. I don’t want to leak any spoilers, but just know that even when this series is finished, there will be more from your favorite characters. This special someone that links Lucifer, the beautiful (female) Gabriel, and archangel Michael together is getting her own series. The time will be present, the sets will be old and brand new, and new conflicts, dangers, threats, and triumphs will be on the horizon. It’s all in my head now, but I know it’s going to be epic.
Who is your hero and why? As unlikely as it sounds, Lucifer is my hero. He is the anti-hero, the character that by which all things in this series revolves. His actions—good, bad, and everything in-between—drive the plot on, and his undying love will be the catalyst that could ruin the world and Heaven or save it from an enemy only a like mind can defeat. To me, Lucifer is the hero, the one who never gives up on what he truly believes in, but I guess you’ll just have to read the series and decide for yourself. Can the character that gave life to the title ‘the devil’ ever become the hero he’s capable of being? Be sure to let me know what you think once you read my story. I’d love to know!
Can you tell us a little bit about the characters in Ashes of Eden and Dawn of Reckoning (Fallen Angel Series Books 1 & 2) In the Fallen Angel Series, you get to meet Lucifer, the brightest archangel that ever existed. He’s obedient and honest, and he wants to do what is right…but how can what he feels be wrong when it is so powerful and unrelenting? Gabriel is all Lucifer can see. Her beauty is enthralling, but her heart and her hope for the man she knows Lucifer can be in spite of all his miss deeds will be his saving grace and his downfall. Because the moment she reveals her heart, there is no going back for either of them. Archangel, Michael, enforces the rules, rules he doesn’t quite follow himself as he lies about his own feelings…but he knows no angel is worthy of the purity that is Gabriel, especially Lucifer, and he will do anything to keep them apart. These three characters are intertwined from the beginning, trapped in a battle of wills and cat and mouse as the stakes are raised and the danger to them all intensifies. Lovers, enemies, and allies, the lines blur and allegiances shift, but the key to their survival rests on all of their shoulders.
How did you come up with the concept and characters for the book? Delving into the reasons why Lucifer did the unthinkable things he did in my novella gave life to the concept of this entire series. We all do things in life that are good and bad, and focusing on his motivations give me an insight into how the worst villain of all time could have become that way, and also, who he might have been in the beginning, and who he could become if someone was there beside him, trusting and backing him up every step of the way.
What did you enjoy most about writing this book series? I enjoyed the many surprises along the way, watching my characters grow and change, and hearing the stunned reactions from my fans that too got to see a side of the devil they never thought they would.
If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your latest book? No, I would not change anything in these books. Once a book if fully edited and put out into the world, the writing and rewriting phase is done. Editing can be addictive, and you have to know when enough is enough. Contrary to this, if a cheeky spelling error slips through, of course I’ll fix it! And if a new scene comes to mind, or a scene from a different POV could be written, I’ll definitely write it and make it available as an extra.
If your book was made into a film, who would you like to play the lead? I love this question, and I am so not drooling—totally am!—at the thought! For this story, I’d definitely have to go with a young Brad Pitt. Hey, it’s fantasy, I can make him whatever age I want. Just image him in Legends of the fall with that handsome face, long golden hair, and sexy body. To be honest, that was exactly what I was envision when I wrote about my Lucifer. Ahh…a girl can dream!
How did you come up with name of this book? The title for Dawn of Reckoning was already pre-decided from the Fallen Angel novella, which tells the story to a historic event that is mentioned in my vampire paranormal romance Blood Bound Series. Ashes of Eden actually came from a song that I love. Breaking Benjamin is the band and I love their music. And this title as I heard it in the lyrics was just perfect. It matches the story and give away a few teaser clues at the same time ;)
What is your favorite part of this book and why? My favorite part of Ashes of Eden is the moment when Lucifer and Gabriel give into their burning desires and kiss for the first time. The heat, the passion, both of them knowing it is wrong but being powerless to stop what they’ve started…and knowing what comes after that…yep, definitely one of my favorites. My favorite part of Dawn of Reckoning is the moment when Lucifer does the most unimaginable thing and injures Gabriel, the angel he’s never gotten over, in the name of love and saving her from the same condemnation he cannot escape from. That event sets some unstoppable actions on a course that cannot be stopped, actions that will challenge them all.
If you could spend time with a character from your book whom would it be? And what would you do during that day? Hmmm, that’s a bit of a naughty question, because if I pick Lucifer with his bronzed muscled body and daring eyes…see where I’m going with this? A flight while held me in his strong arms, seeing stars as we dove through the clouds, and reclining against him in a picturesque garden probably wouldn’t stay platonic for long…especially if he looked like Brad Pitt! Though, that’s just a fantasy. Lucifer only has eyes for one woman, and unfortunately that most certainly isn’t me.
Are your characters based off real people or did they all come entirely from your imagination? Hu-hmm…Brad Pitt. Okay, yes, I love the guy and was super addicted to his movies when I was younger.Interview With The Vampire, OMG! But really, apart from some physical similarities to ground the image of them in my mind, my characters otherwise come from my imagination, their personalities evolving as I write their stories and even their appearances changing as they grow and develop.
What can we expect from you in the future? Many, many more books with strong and flawed characters, amazing heroines who will fight to protect and save all they hold dear, complicated heroes who are not always or even mostly whatwe expect, villains you hate but who are so much more than black and white characters with pasts that drive their actions, and plots that are so twisted you won’t know up from down or dark from light…at least that’s my aim. How you all receive what I write is entirely your journey! Right now I am working on publishing and the final editing for the rest of the Fallen Angel series for their bi-monthly release that starts in October 2018 and ends in May 2019. That’s 5 books in 8 months. But I’m not even nearly done. I’m taking part in a multi-author box set and writing a brand new 3-book series in the process. Book 1 in this series will be featured in the box set, another paranormal romance story filled with flawed characters, epic worlds, dark secrets, bold-faced lies, and of course, love.
Now I just need to go clone myself so I can work on all my different projects at once!
What do you do to unwind and relax? With a glass of moscato I like to park it on the couch and kick my feet up to read or watch anything and everything paranormal, fantasy, or thriller. If I’m not catching up on Supernatural, Riverdale, Thirteen Reasons Why, The Vampire Diaries (yes, I know it’s finished, but I somehow missed the second to last season and only realized when I was halfway through the final season!), or re-watching Game of Thrones, then I’m burying my nose in a good book (nowadays my smart phone with the Kindle app).
How to find time to write as a parent? I’ll admit it’s not easy to find time to write when you’re a parent. Between school runs, washing, cooking, cleaning, and entertaining a 4 year old, I do somehow manage to find time. If I set myself daily goals and operate on the routine we both understand I usually find that I can achieve them most of what I set out to.
What made you want to become an author and do you feel it was the right decision? I have always loved reading and books. In school I started writing dark short stories and poems to pass the time in classes, though my real need to write flourished when I first became a parent. Suffering postnatal depression, I rediscovered my love for reading and books, but I felt like I needed more than to read someone else’s words and live in their created landscapes. I needed a purpose and something that defined me. And many of you many not understand this, (especially with a beautiful new baby that I truly loved from the moment he arrived), but I needed an escape, a way to get out of my head and the emotions that seemed to have a hold of me. Writing was my way to finding myself again, to working through my own demons, past and present, and to becoming a better person and parent. Many women feel that they lose themselves when they become mothers, and for me, writing was my way to rediscover who I was and who I wanted to be. All that said, yes, becoming an author was the right decision for me, and I hope you will all agree when you get to know me and my characters!
What are you passionate about these days? Writing, of course! But more specifically, fallen angels, vampires, werewolves, mermaids, faeries, and everything and anything supernatural. Give me worlds that are unbelievable and strange. Give me characters that push the boundaries of normal and good or evil. And give me a plot that throws them all together into a tale that challenges the perceptions we have and reveals wonders and love beyond our wildest dreams.
A day in the life of the author? I know you all probably expect the life of an author to be some glamorous lifestyle of sitting in a picturesque setting while whittling away the hours with endless magic flowing from your fingertips to your keyboard. Well, sorry to burst your bubble, yes writing and being an author is wonderful, but if you are like me and live in the real world, unfortunately family and normal life play a huge part in your day-to-day too. So, in-between all the magic is boo boos, snacks, lunch, washing, playing, making dinner, dishes, and tidying up. Somehow in this time I manage to knock out a few chapters or hit a list of to-do goals for editing or marketing, all while parked on my sofa, bed, or in my office at the desk. I’d love to sit in some snazzy café, but quiet is paramount and I can’t concentrate with constant noise. Knowing my writing time is precious, I take it while I can get it. Perfect never finishes and safe never starts.
What kind of world ruler would you be? Absolutley Daenerys Targaryen from Game of Thrones. She is strong willed and powerful, honest, a fighter who has survived more than any person should, and above all she rules with a strong moral compass…
Describe yourself in 5 words or less! Imperfect introverted perfectionist
What book do you think everyone should read? Hands down, Game of Thrones. It is simply an epic masterpiece.
How long have you been writing? Officially, I have been writing for 9 years, though my first book wasn’t published until 2013.
Describe your writing style. I am an absolute plotter. I must admit, with my first novel I did begin by sitting down with an idea in the back of my mind, which I then just continued to write as ideas came to me. Now I like to know who my characters are, what they want most, and how each story will end. I take time now to create the skeleton of each of my stories, starting with my rough ideas and characters which I then mold into a scene-by-scene setup with a rough layout for who appears in each scene, what actions they will take, and then what the conclusion will be to lead me on to what happens next.
What makes a good story? Staying away from cardboard cutouts and giving your readers characters they can like, love, hate, and even loathe, and who they can related to on a human level, even if the characters themselves are far from human. Having real characters is only part of the equation. Moving each character through a story in a meaningful way that is both riveting and powerful is the next step. There must be conflict, triumph, actions, reactions, and, above all, consequences for every move along the way.
What is your writing process? For instance do you do an outline first? Do you do the chapters first? My writing process starts with my ideas for the plot and characters. Then I do an outline, detailing a single sentence for what happens in each scene from start to finish. This is not a definitive setup, and more often than not new ideas and twist and turns take shape as I write. I will even have whole new scenes come to light that are crucial to the telling of my story. I try not to get too perfectionistic (but hard as I’m a perfectionist!) with my first draft, as after that I have a step-by-step process for revision of the full book. My revision usually takes me as long as the first draft did, and sometimes even twice as long or more. First draft is for me to have fun and get my ideas out, the revision process is for all of you, so that I am making sure that what I have written and what I later publish is worthy of your reading eyes and delivers a compelling and interesting story that, at the least, entertains you, but that hopefully leaves you with something so much more.
What kind of research do you do before you begin writing a book? To be honest, I try not to do too much research. If I am writing about a certain time or era, I like to know what things looked like and how people lived. With fantasy and paranormal genres, there is much more room to create without needing a whole lot of backstory or history, though that said, once you create a world and the creatures that dwell within it you have be sure of how everything works and what rules your world operates by. A little off course on the question here, but breaking rules that you’ve established your world by is a big no-no.
What advice you would give new authors? Keep at it and you will succeed. Writing is only half the journey, finding your audience is at least half the battle. Make sure you spend time creating your stories but don't forget to put yourself out there and interact with your current and potential readers. If you don't go looking, they might not find you! And lastly, giving up is the only way to fail. Have a go and you may even surprise yourself!