Jezebel’s Island: A Psychological and Mystery Thriller by Gabriela Marie Milton – Podcasts
My dear subscribers and followers,
Thank you from the bottom of my heart to everyone who bought Jezebel’s Island. A special thank you once again to my Japanese followers and friends who helped make Jezebel’s Island a #1 Amazon bestseller! When Literary Revelations releases a book, it is never given away for free, so reaching the #1 spot in such a competitive market is a true honor.
Whether you have already picked up a copy or haven’t had the chance yet, I would love to share two podcast episodes with you today that I recently posted on Instagram and X (where so many of my readers connect with me).
Please note that these are not WordPress podcasts, nor were they created through simple AI prompts—listening to them was a deeply moving experience for me. The accompanying images, however, were created by me.
Coming July 11 – Jezebel’s Island: A Psychological and Mystery Thriller by Gabriela Marie Milton
Watch the swans. Watch what Armand does—not just what he says. Pay absolute attention to the old symbols hidden in plain sight, and look closely at the bridge game; every move matters.
Examine the men—specifically, the buttons on their shirts. Yes. In my world, nothing is an accident. Track every word from Jezebel and Lady Swarling, and watch for the children. They are the ghosts of this narrative.
Someone asked me: “Is this just another bad Jezebel?”
Think bigger. Don’t bring your biblical biases to this island. It is more like Anastasia standing in front of a mirror that Jezebel created. What will she do when she looks into it? Remember: the name Anastasia means resurrection in Greek.
Listen closely to Jezebel’s monologues to find the truth behind her name.
The countdown to July 11th is on. The pieces are all there. Are you ready to step into the mist?
Honoring our community
In honor of this core community and our shared commitment to the written word, I will not be taking any personal proceeds from this novel. Instead, 100% of the proceeds will go directly to Literary Revelations to fund the creation of our next haiku anthology, ensuring that we continue to nurture and preserve the art of traditional verse. Your support directly shapes the future of our community.
Jezebel’s Island will be featured on September in Times Square, New York.
A Short Scene from Jezebel’s Island – Watch.
Gabriela Marie Milton Author and Founder of Literary Revelations
My books (Only English)
All listed books will feature on Times Square Billboards in September 2026.
Gabriela Marie Milton- An Exclusive Invitation to Jezebel’s Island: A Phycological and Mystery Thriller
Dear friends and readers,
Happy 4th to those of you who celebrate!
As you open this post, you cross a threshold with me.
For the past several months, while working on anthologies, I have been quietly weaving a new world, laying down mirrors, and hanging veils. Today, as we step into July, I am deeply proud to announce that my mystery thriller and dystopian novel, Jezebel’s Island, is fully realized and preparing for its definitive release through Literary Revelations soon.
This is not a traditional story. It is a psychological labyrinth built on an intentional contradiction. If you are looking for a simple journey from A to B with a tidy conclusion at C, this is not your journey. Instead, Jezebel’s Island unfolds in cinematic flashes, abrupt transitions, and fragmented scenes that tell you a profound story. I want to share a secret with you before anyone else reads the book: the ending greets you at the very start.
When you open the first chapter, The Night the Silence Screamed, you are not reading the beginning of Anastasia’s journey—you are reading her chronological future. She had already survived a devastating experience, absorbed Jezebel’s ruthless mandates, and returned to the City with a cold, revolutionary clarity. But will she stay there?
At its core, this book is a defense of human consciousness against a sterile, automated existence. As Jezebel writes in her letters to Anastasia: “Real answers lie deep within the human soul, not in robots.”
Anastasia begins her journey believing she is an independent investigator pulling back veils, only to discover a more terrifying truth: she is a mirror silent surface upon which the elite of the City project their crimes and shifting legends. But when the mirror finally shatters on the deserted sand, it is an act of total liberation. She is freed from their script to write her own.
Reading this book you are my co-investigators. I invite you to listen closely to the rhythm of the rain, the sudden chill of the sheets, and the spectral sing-song of the black-clad children. These are not merely details; they are the pulse of a world coming together and falling apart in the same moment.
Please, keep a close eye on your inbox over the coming days. The gates to the Island are about to swing open.
Step into the mist with me. The investigation begins soon.
With all my heart,
Gabriela Marie Milton
Author & Editor-in-Chief, Literary Revelations
My books (Only English)
All listed books will feature on Times Square Billboards in September 2026.
A Short Excerpt from Jezebel’s Island: A Psychological and Mystery Thriller Coming in July at Literary Revelations
Gabriela Marie Milton
The asphalt road sloped down toward the ocean, bordered by towering palm trees and white, two- to three-story buildings. Anastasia walked, wondering how many more times in her life she would come here. She had only seen this street from the point where it intersected with the bustling lanes of Grand Avenue, never imagining that her own footsteps would one day echo on these narrow, sunburned sidewalks.
She looked around. Roses choked terraces; the palm trees’ leaves hung over the pavement like huge, ragged wings. Here, according to Lady Swattley, within one of these silent homes must once have lived the young scientist with whom Jezebel had been in love.
She came to a dead halt in front of a weathered three-story building. It was the tallest structure on Robbia Street. She did not know why she had stopped there. Her instinct told her that Jezebel had spent years of her youth climbing the stairs in that house. Closed blinds covered every window. The yard was full of unkempt flowers. Anastasia studied the white walls, cracked by time. Did these cracks still hold the echoes of Jezebel’s sighs, echoes of Jezebel’s voice during her afternoons of love?
She thought she heard a voice. The voice of a woman. She couldn’t understand anything until another masculine voice said:
— Death.
Anastasia pressed her palms against her temples. The street was entirely empty. A few seconds later, a sleek yellow car glided past her and turned onto Grand Avenue. The driver waved at her.
She heard Jezebel’s words:
— This City is populated by empty souls who flatter themselves into believing they have authentic hearts in their chests. What they classify as joy is nothing more than a temporary chemical exhilaration. They are joyous, Anastasia my dear, but their bliss is delusional.
Was Jezebel correct? Were humans in this City intoxicated by commercial advertisements inviting them to purchase happiness under the pretext of prolonging their expiration dates?
A sound startled her from the direction of the house. She turned, and there, perched atop the roof, sat two white swans, their wings beating a frantic, rhythmic tattoo against the sky.
A Note by the R. M.
Gabriela Marie Milton’s Jezebel’s Island utilizes a deeply atmospheric, fractured, and symbolist narrative style that shares distinct genetic markers with the surrealist prose of Gabriel García Márquez and the psychological, maze-like prose of Jorge Luis Borges. Milton consciously rejects a traditional linear trajectory, constructing her dystopian thriller through fragmented cinematic flashes, abrupt transitions, and heavy thematic loops where “the beginning is the end”. This structural ambiguity and reliance on surreal motifs—such as ghostly swans, shifting eye colors, and uncanny character mirrors—evokes the magical realism of García Márquez, while her focus on labyrinthine setups, philosophical text-within-a-text revelations, and characters seeking their own existential identity heavily mirrors the cerebral, puzzle-box literature of Borges. However, while those masters often maintain a certain mythic or detached distance, Milton infuses her style with the visceral, modern anxiety of a psychological thriller, using sensory disorientation (such as headaches, cold dread, and the contrasting “plasticine” superficiality of the City) to make the reader an active, trapped co-investigator in her surreal maze.
Thank you for reading!
Gabriela Marie Milton, Author and Founder of Literary Revelations Woman of the Month (May, 2026), at P.O.W.E.R Magazine One of the 60th Women’s Entrepreneurs to Watch for in 2026, New York Weekly
Original digital photo by Andrei Marin – used to create the cover
The Map -The Architects and the Wandering: A Guide to the Island’s Shadows
Note: In the geography of this mystery, there is no true starting line. Remember, the beginning is the end.
The City: Occupying only one side of the island, the City is merciless. It is arguably the most merciless character in the story—a silent, suffocating presence that shapes all who dwell within its borders.
Anastasia: A young woman born in the “City.” She wanders through mystery after mystery, mirror after mirror, ripping veil after veil only to discover new mysteries until she finally understands her destiny.
Jezebel: The visionary architect of fate, a fabulous character—an almost mythical figure whose true intentions are found to be as layered and shifting as the island itself. Rising from the ashes, she leaves us to wonder: Will she make them bloom?
The Captain: A figure whose influence persists long after his demise. Though dead, his cruel legacy remains an immovable weight. Will anyone be able to transcend it?
Lady Swartley: An embodiment of the island’s elite influence and tradition—or so many think. But she is much more. Find out.
David: The inheritor. His real thoughts, not just his actions, will mislead you at first. Pay close attention to what remains unsaid—and what he does in the end.
Esteban: Enigmatic and elusive. Try to understand his role—this is the challenge every reader must face in the literature of the enigma.
Armando: A servant whose presence masks a much deeper, hidden complexity. But is he a servant only?
Gabriela Marie Milton: The author. She built this island, woven these veils, and laid these mirrors. She knows the way out—but will she guide you, or will she leave you to wander?
A Note on the Atmosphere of Jezebel’s Island
As you prepare to embark on the journey within Jezebel’s Island, I want to offer a brief guide on how to approach the narrative.
Reading this novel is less about following a linear path and more about surrendering to an experience. You will likely feel as though you are wandering through a fever dream alongside Anastasia. The narrative is intentionally disjointed, designed to mirror the instability of a world where reality is constantly filtered through the haze of dreams, fragmented memories, and persistent rumors.
To fully immerse yourself in this psychological landscape, I encourage you to set aside the search for traditional cause-and-effect transitions. Instead, allow yourself to be drawn into the thematic atmosphere. Pay close attention to the recurring motifs—the imposing presence of the mountains, the haunting reflection of the mirror, and the encroaching silence of the “void.”
These are not merely background elements; they are the anchors of the story. If you embrace this visceral, psychological engagement, you will find that the story’s true meaning lies not in the “what happens next,” but in the haunting resonance of the world itself.
I look forward to hearing your thoughts as you navigate the island.
Excerpt
What’s wrong with us devouring each other? God gave up the fight, and God says that the mightier should crush the weaker. On the table was a pineapple, and a knife was stuck in it. The pendulum chimed. It was 6:30 am. The Captain turned his back to me, rummaging in the box with cigars. He took them one by one, sniffing them. I tried to look away from the knife, but I couldn’t. In seconds, I lived through dozens of possible futures. I could have picked up the knife; I could have waited for him to turn around… I saw him already full of blood, from head to toe, slumped on the marble floor, dying… Twisted on the floor, the white floor full of blood… in that vision, it seemed to me that he was muttering: the mightiest must crush the weakest. It seemed to me that his gasp had already transformed into the laughter so familiar to me, into that sarcastic laughter. The mightier must crush the weaker. The mightier must crush the weaker. It is what God wants… Twisted in his own blood, he would not shut up. I couldn’t stand that image any longer… I took the knife. He was still on his back, savoring the smell of cigars.
Thank you for reading!
Gabriela Marie Milton, Author and Founder of Literary Revelations Woman of the Month (May, 2026), at P.O.W.E.R Magazine One of the 60th Women’s Entrepreneurs to Watch for in 2026, New York Weekly
The Beginning Is the End: Jezebel’s Island. Jezebel’s Island: A Psychological and Mystery Thriller
Wishing everyone a glorious week ahead. I have been asked to explain what Jezebel’s Island: A Psychological and Mystery Thriller is about. Below, please find my description and several cover concepts. Please vote for the cover you like.
The Beginning Is the End: Jezebel’s Island
In an era of fleeting digital ephemera, my latest work, Jezebel’s Island, arrives as a deliberate act of literary preservation. It is a descent into a dark landscape where the atmosphere is thick with the scent of saltwater and ancient, unatoned transgressions.
The island is a study in brutal duality, a fractured terrain defined by two distinct poles from which information is incessantly transmitted: the elusive, enigmatic presence of Jezebel and the formidable Lady Swartley, whose reach is as absolute as it is chilling. These two figures operate like a duo in a dark noir fairytale, their influence seconded by a pair of men, David and Esteban, whose own shadowed secrets add new, impenetrable veils of mystery to the narrative. Caught in this harrowing transmission is Anastasia, the receptor—a young woman whose internal architecture begins to crack under the weight of the signals she receives, eventually transforming her into a living mirror of the island’s catastrophic history.
Across the island’s divide, in the landscape’s hidden places, with flowers and purposely placed images of elegant rooms, sins were committed in the name of power. These are not merely historical echoes, but active, haunting remnants that define the island’s very soul. Here, I have woven a vein of dark, serrated humor into the psychological dread, a necessary irony that illuminates the absurdity of the characters’ entrapment. It is within these suffocating, labyrinthine halls of manipulation that Anastasia finds herself slowly undone, forced to navigate the blurred, treacherous lines between her own identity and the pervasive toxicity of a place that thrives on the corruption of the spirit.
This is not a novel constructed as a linear progression in which a perpetrator moves from point A to point B and is discovered at point C. It is a non-linear haunting; a circle of obsidian cinematic clues. In this narrative, the beginning is the end. I have navigated these psychological depths with lush language at times and with sparse language at others, refusing to offer easy answers in a space where the boundaries between memory, reality, and illusions are as shifting as the tides. For the reader who seeks to confront the sophisticated, the haunting, and the enduring, Jezebel’s Island is a profound, atmospheric meditation on the devastating cost of the choices we make when we are forced to bear witness to the abyss.
A short excerpt from Jezebel’s Island
“The clinical silhouette of the Interior Minister surfaced in my memory: tall, skeletal, with a tuft of chin hair of an ambiguous, shifting color. He had traveled extensively through every sovereign territory of the Continent, yet he returned from each tour proudly declaring to the ministries how uniquely fortunate he was to reside on the Island. The man was not a complete fool, but he lacked the smallest, microscopic spark of comprehension for any world outside his own programming. He would perpetually remark to the Captain: ‘How incredibly lucky we are to possess the legal right to happiness here.“
Cover Concepts for Jezebel’s Island
Thank you to the exceptional photographer Andrei Marin for allowing me to use his original work in developing the cover concepts. The girls in the picture are real models.
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Gabriela Marie Milton, Author and Founder of Literary Revelations Woman of the Month (May, 2026), at P.O.W.E.R Magazine One of the 60th Women’s Entrepreneurs to Watch for in 2026, New York Weekly
Jezebel’s Island: A Mystery Thriller by Gabriela Marie Milton coming soon at Literary Revelations – Excerpt 5
My dear subscribers and followers,
Here is another excerpt from my upcoming novel: Jezebel’s Island: A Mystery Thriller coming late June/early July at Literary Revelations.
Anastasia picked up her courses with indescribable slowness. Her head ached, and the light movements of the palm tress she had followed all afternoon through the windows of the amphitheater had made her nervous. Now the night birds, attracted by the light, crashed dazedly against the glass panes of the halls. They resembled airplanes over which pilots had lost all control, gliding over the mountains.
She found David in a bar near his apartment.
-Have you seen the newspapers?
Anastasia looked at him, smiling without quite knowing why.
-No.
-They eliminated the death penalty.
Anastasia wondered what she cared about all this. David took a seat in the chair across from her, tossing a stack of newspapers on the table.
-Listen to the Government Communiqué.
David leafed through one of the newspapers and began to read. It was a terse announcement, as if the government had reported the launching of a new ship into the water, something quite common on the Island. The death penalty was replaced by imprisonment, the duration of which depended on the seriousness of the act committed. David looked at her.
-What do you think?
-They will need new prisons. Let’s see where they will get the money to build them.
-Anastasia, please!
-I don’t know, David, believe me. I never thought of this.
Anastasia remembered Jezebel again dressed in that beautiful purple silk dress. She felt Armando’s glance. Did Armando say something? No, certainly not. Yet it seemed as though he had. Yes, he must have said something to her, to which Jezebel consented. Or perhaps not.
She began to read.
The Captain’s widow finally granted reporters a minute.
Ten minutes after the government announced the abolition of the death penalty, one of our reporters, who happened to be in the vicinity of the former governor’s house, managed to get some information from his widow. The conversation was recorded without the approval of the interlocutor. We assume full responsibility for the illegal recording of this conversation and its publication.
The reporter was there purely by chance? A doubt and frustration came over her, but she read on.
R. Madam, what was your reaction to the Captain’s announcement of the introduction of the death penalty?
J. I never meddled in their governance affairs.
R. Okay, but you must have had some reaction.
J. My husband acted as he saw fit.
R. Madam, please, the former Governor’s decision constituted an attack on our freedoms.
J. Do you consider that a proven criminal can be guaranteed his freedoms?
R. No, not that. But why should passing the mountains be considered a crime?
J. It was already considered as such upon my husband’s assumption of power.
R. Of course. But it was not punished so severely. The death penalty constituted the total severance of ties with the other side of the Island.
J. And the 20 years of incarceration now constitute the reestablishment of links with the other part of the Island?
R. No, but it is bearable.
J. Is there anything here that is truly bearable?
Thank you for reading!
Gabriela Marie Milton, Author and Founder of Literary Revelations Woman of the Month (May, 2026), at P.O.W.E.R Magazine One of the 60th Women’s Entrepreneurs to Watch for in 2026, New York Weekly
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.
Haiku for Soulmates is coming soon at Literary Revelations. Please stay tuned for more news.
Gabriela Marie Milton, Author and Founder of Literary Revelations.
Happy weekend! Today I would like to share with you another excerpt from my upcoming novel Jezebel’s Island: A Mystery Thriller.Literary Revelations plans to release this novel at the end of June. Thank you for reading.
Jezebel’s Island: A Mystery Thriller by Gabriela Marie Milton – Excerpt 2
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– In this part of the Island, Anastasia, they have not limited our freedom of movement at all. Only our freedom of thought. And what time is there for free thought anyway? One has so much to do. So many brands of bags and socks to choose from. Here everyone thinks they live their own lives as they please, without realizing that in reality they live only what they are allowed to live.
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In the living room, Anastasia’s gaze fell on a photo. She paused for a moment, staring blankly. A heavy, golden frame held a photo of a young man, wearing a white T-shirt with vertical green stripes, Polo brand. Anastasia had been to Jezebel’s house several times, but she had never seen that picture before. Behind him, she could see a field where three golf cars had been abandoned. The photo had been placed on a lemon-yellow wooden console, near which one had to pass to get to the other rooms of the house. It was impossible not to have noticed that picture.
She shivered, feeling like a piece of ice was running down her back, and experienced again that cloudy feeling, still incomprehensible, about Jezebel.
From the foreword
….The question remains: Why Anastasia, this young woman saddled with so great a name? Why has she become the obsession of two figures of the ruling class? Perhaps because her passivity and incuriosity have not brought her into solidarity with her fellow citizens, who share her discontent, but rather have made her an ideal vessel for the plans of the elite.
But what plans? Yet another mystery. There must be, the reader thinks, more to Lady Swartley, more even to Jezebel, who is already so much. And what about the servant Armando, who seems to be much more than a servant, or the archaeologist Esteban, whose presence almost seems to bait and tease Anastasia along some path occluded to all others?
You have already seen the ending; you simply chose to forget it.
My dear readers and subscribers,
I wrote a few notes on my upcoming book: Jezebel’s Island: A Mystery Thriller, which I am extremely excited to share with you. This novel will take readers on a thrilling journey through the enigmatic landscapes and mysterious events that unfold on the island. I hope you enjoy these insights into the story, alongside a short excerpt that highlights the tension and intrigue woven throughout the book. Thank you for taking the time to read and support my writing journey; your interest means the world to me as I put the finishing touches on this captivating tale.
Jezebel’s Island, centers on the psychological manipulation of Anastasia, a young woman used as a moral mirror for a fractured society. Following the mysterious death of the city’s governor, his widow, Jezebel, weaves a web of conspiracy that forces Anastasia into a messianic role. Though the novel concludes on a hauntingly open note, the resolution is subtly encoded within the story’s pages—challenging the reader to look closely at what ‘disconcerting’ is before the main narrative even takes hold.
Everyone on the island has a secret except Anastasia, yet she is the one moving toward the most profound revelation. Anastasia’s journey is a loop through a world of mirrors. The novel’s conclusion remains open, yet for the careful reader, the final heartbeat of the story is echoed in its first breath. It is a thriller where the path is hidden in the pages you thought you’d left behind.
I wrote the novel. I invite you my dear reader the solve the puzzle.
Gabriela Marie Milton
From Jezebel’s Island: A Mystery Thriller
Anastasia walked down the street, taking the onslaught of the rain, and scurried along the line of shops. She was like a ghost, appearing out of the mists of time for just an instant, drawn by the smell of rock and water-washed trees. That night, she had dreamed of Jezebel in the basement of a house, groping through narrow, dark corridors. It was an imposing villa, in whose wretched old cellar rats abounded. She was terrified. Jezebel had entered a small room through a narrow door. Anastasia had glued her ear to the door with ruined paint and had heard first Jezebel’s laughter, then her breath, as if Jezebel had pressed herself against the door to hear her.
Anastasia walked down the street, taking the onslaught of the rain, and scurried along the line of shops. She was like a ghost, appearing out of the mists of time for just an instant, drawn by the smell of rock and water-washed trees. That night, she had dreamed of Jezebel in the basement of a house, groping through narrow, dark corridors. It was an imposing villa, in whose wretched old cellar rats abounded. She was terrified. Jezebel had entered a small room through a narrow door. Anastasia had glued her ear to the door with ruined paint and had heard first her laughter, then her breath, as if Jezebel had pressed herself against the door to hear Anastasia’s.
Suddenly silence had taken over. Before long, the scream of a drowning man. Had David screamed? She reached for the pillow beside her, and the coolness of the sheets shook her. No, David had not yet returned from the Radio. A strange sensation invaded her, seizing her senses with the force of a whirlwind that could unite heaven and earth, that could lift into the air all beings of the ground, erasing with fury all emotion, all dreams, all hope, and replacing them with nothingness.
Anastasia managed to control her pace. The clouds were rushing from the mountains toward the city at a frightening speed. Perhaps the city deserved to be wiped off the face of the earth. Lightning flashed over the peaks, splitting the sky. She steadied herself, wondering if everything was connected: Jezebel, Esteban, David, all that had happened on the other side of the Island, and all that was still to come. She walked instinctively northward, drawn to the mountains …
