Jezebel’s Island: A Mystery Thriller – Excerpt 4

Jezebel’s Island: A Mystery Thriller by Gabriela Marie Milton

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Jezebel’s Island: A Mystery Thriller – Excerpt 4

I had a maid to care for the house, to cook and wash. I still remember the scent of pine that drifted through the open windows. Ingrid sent postcards with short messages: All is well, Jezebel. She played my role better than I did myself. It only proves how often we are more others than ourselves. She loved a pair of my shoes—antelope leather, turquoise, with high heels—and once confessed that, unable to wear them in public, she put them on at home while smoking cigarettes she rolled herself from the Captain’s cherry-scented tobacco.

We soon reached an impossible moment, when one of us had to disappear. Together we decided it would be the Captain. You remember, Anastasia, what Armando told you: that what he could never forgive me for was my failure to carry out the plan to kill him. He was right. I know he told you. He confessed it to me himself.

I know you have doubts. I know that life beyond the mountains has become an obsession for you. Let us speak of it. Please come and see me.

With love,
Jezebel

Anastasia jumped like she was electocuted.

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Jezebel’s Island: A Mystery Thriller by Gabriela Marie Milton – Excerpt 3

Jezebel’s Island: A Mystery Thriller by Gabriela Marie Milton – Excerpt 3

My dearest followers and subscribers, I am thrilled to bring you again a short excerpt from my upcoming novel Jezebel’s Island: A Mystery Thriller. Tentative publication date: end of June.

Have a beautiful weekend!

Jezebel to Anastasia

….You will have to find a new axis mundis, a new explanation of our life. You will have to take from God the thick garment of misery with which the present civilization has dressed him. You will have to tear off from his face that repugnant mask that those who pray that business will go well, that they will recover the lost money or the long lost power have stuck on him. He must remain the God of the oppressed, the God of the sick, the God of the mother who loses her child.

Make him shine again, Anastasia, turn on the light of the lamp to the God the Creator, take him out of the swamp where he has been thrown, from all kinds of obsessives, who claim him in the name of doubtful pains and by virtue of a single phrase, “I will”. Whoever affirms that will is the privilege of the superior man, is a madman. Will has its role, of course, but it should not be taken to the extreme, nor should it be divinized.

Anastasia felt a horrible pain in her stomach. She was suddenly afraid, and she wanted David to be beside her, to explain, to tell her the whole truth. The truth? Hadn’t she gone mad like the others? Who could know the truth? And where had Esteban and David disappeared to? They had probably vanished earlier in the day through some secret door in the bush. Alone. They had all left her. It seemed to her that she was sitting in a pile of skeletons. She tried to shake off that horrible image.

About Jezebel’s Island: A Mystery Thriller by Gabriela Marie Milton

At the far edge of the Island’s circulation stands Anastasia, witness, recipient, and actor—her presence poised between necessity and chance. As the curtain lifts and the first figures Anastasia, Jezebel, David step into view, readers remain in the dark, their biographies concealed, their stories unwritten. The narrative unfurls like a film reel abruptly set in motion, and at its heart is a woman of haunting beauty, gradually awakening from a nightmare that lingers, stretched across the threshold of reality. In this twilight of memory, other figures rise each bearing identities veiled in uncertainty, summoned from the depths of recollection into the shifting light of the present.

M.B. R.L.

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Spanish Novel by Gabriela Marie Milton – Excerpt

Jezabel a Anastasia

Si ha decidido no visitarme más, porque se imagina que no quiero responderle a sus preguntas, no actúa bien. Llega un tiempo de madurez para cada uno de nosotros.Estamos aquí, o en otra parte, eso nunca le queda claro a ninguno de nosotros. Me acuerdo de cierta mañana, un año antes de que muriera el Capitán, cuando recorría sola las calles de la Ciudad. Había pasado la noche anterior atormentándome con preguntas. Los rayos del sol se deslizaban al lado, cerca de mí, y tenía la impresión de que me evitaban a propósito, como si me hubieran retirado hasta el derecho a sus caricias. Me resonaba todavía en los oídos la voz del Capitán, en la noche. ¡Te irás acostumbrando, mi amor, te irás acostumbrando! Claro, a todo nos acostumbramos. Pero no a nosotros, sino a nuestro doble que cada uno lleva dentro de sí mismo y utilizamos como un escudo, en contra de todos los males. Me había detenido en la Gran Avenida frente a una tienda de cosméticos, mirando al azar decenas de matices de creyones de labios, de cremas, rimmel. De pronto me pasaron por la mente sombras, miles de sombras, sombras de las mujeres que utilizaban cosas parecidas a las que estaba contemplando. Miro el escaparate de la tienda vecina, que pertenecía a una compañía de turismo. Fotos bonitas de varias partes del continente. Se podía obtener descuento de precios, habitaciones en los hoteles más fascinantes y una cantidad de chucherías gratuitas. Un mundo absurdo, aberrante. Fotos estupendas, en las que ninguno de nosotros nos encentraríamos alguna vez; porque la película fotográfica no puede sorprender nuestra alma. Me vino a la mente la figura del ministro del interior…..

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An excerpt from my novel coming up next year – Spanish Language

Dear followers,

As I shared in a previous post, I have completed a novel in Spanish that has stirred my soul. The exhilarating journey of translating it into English has already begun, igniting my excitement. Whether you read it in English or Spanish, my hope is that this heartfelt novel will captivate readers like you next year. Till then, an excerpt in Spanish for you:

Excerpt in Spanish

–Anastasia, querida, Jezabel me contó una noche que en aquellos cinco años había estado enamorada de un joven científico, que trabajaba en uno de los laboratorios de bioquímica de la Ciudad. Creo que vivía en un barrio antiguo, por la Calle Robbia. Una sola vez, según sus palabras, Jezabel habría subido las escaleras estrechas y oscuras que llevaban al departamento de él. Me dijo que el hombre la había agarrado en sus brazos y se habían quedado así, uno junto al otro, tendidos en la cama, mirándose a los ojo largo rato. La cama se encontraba pegada a la pared, en la parte derecha de la habitación; encima había una ventana sin cortinas. En la parte izquierda se hallaba un escritorio y frente a la puerta había estantes llenos de libros.

La mujer se detuvo un momento de su silbido, tomó un trago de agua y continuó.

–Jezabel desabotonó la camisa del hombre lentamente. El cual llevaba una camisa negra, de una seda pesada, como la del Continente, con botones diminutos, de color nácar. Se quedaron un rato más callados, después Jezabel se incorporó, abandonando la cama cubierta con una manta amarillenta, y se fue.

–¿Y?

–Y nada, Anastasia, esto es todo.

Anastasia la miró, consternada. ¡Al infierno con Lady Swartley y con todo! ¡Esta mujer le estaba tomando el pelo! ¿Qué es lo que quería decir, en realidad? ¡Y cómo era posible que Jezabel conversara con otra mujer sobre el material de que estaban hechos los botones que apenas había desabrochado de la camisa del pecho de su amante! ¿Y cómo podía conocer Lady Swartley la ubicación exacta del mueble en aquel cuarto, como si ella misma lo hubiera arreglado? Su propia pregunta la dejó fría. Quizás la propia inglesa haya arreglado el mueble del cuarto de la Calle Robbia. No, no podía ser, iba demasiado lejos en sus suposiciones. Si había algo verdadero en esta historia, entonces Lady Swartley debió haber protagonizado la escena aquella y no Jezabel. Pero ésta siguió, masticando papas fritas.

You can read another excerpt here: https://shortprose.blog/2025/07/30/an-excerpt-from-my-novel-in-spanish-gabriela-marie-milton/

Thank you! Gracia!

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Heaven and earth #short prose #flash fiction #prose poem

Heaven and earth change places.
The core of the earth shines. Rays pierce waters, beamed from below, springing from the phosphorescent floor.
Dark corridors open in the walls.
I put my hand in the water.
My hand metamorphosizes into bright silver.
Noise. A nymph?! Oh, that pristine beauty which always dethrones Aphrodite’s pagan looks.
I don’t want to leave. This is the only place I’ve known where any remembrance of human neurosis dissipates like morning fog.
“Clara we can’t stay here. We need to leave.”
“Miguel, I am not leaving. You said everything for me.”
“Clara, they don’t sell the damn grotto. If they did, I’d buy it for you. We need to leave.”
“I am not leaving.”
The light from the water floats inside his eyes.
How beautiful.
How seductive.
Is he angry with me?

(excerpt from the manuscript Glass Lovers)

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