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Black Enigma 1 (Mythical Dark Fantasy Adventure Collection)
Black Enigma 1 (Mythical Dark Fantasy Adventure Collection)
Black Enigma 1 (Mythical Dark Fantasy Adventure Collection)
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Black Enigma 1 (Mythical Dark Fantasy Adventure Collection)

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From the Publisher that brought you popular short story series Chains of Darkness, Song of Teeth, Children of Time, Soulyte, The Night Sculptor, Splicers, and now... our two stories in 1 book!

Eve Hathaway's Mythical Dark Fantasy Adventure Collection

Blood Waters Part 1: The Boy from the Sea

A YOUNG MAN WITHOUT A PAST, AND A YOUNG WOMAN WITH AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE

Mila's parents run a Bed and Breakfast on one of the most isolated stretches of beach in Mexico. As someone who has migrated from the States into that sleepy corner of the world, Mila is bored and lonely, and feels like Cinderella, getting up early every morning for the thankless task of doing chores around the dilapidated house all day.

Then, one day, she comes across a young man who's been washed up on the shore. He can't remember anything about who he was or even what his name is. Her parents take him in, and he begins to fill in what's been missing in her life.

But just when she thinks he might actually like her, he turns away—what is he hiding?

Requiem for a Dream Part 1: Something Wicked

THE DARKNESS IS COMING

On the day sixteen year old Judas Stoker III loses his mother to a car accident he finds his reality splintered to the core. Sickly and isolated from a young age, he has no immediate family and no prospects for salvation. He is committed to a psychiatric hospital until a mysterious stranger arrives with news that he is to be signed over to the care of a distant but concerned relative.

A perfect opportunity for a brand new beginning for the troubled boy. Haunted by his mother’s disembodied spirit, Judas is sent to live with his estranged great grandfather in upstate New York. Judas arrives at the manor with hopes of forging a bond with his eccentric relative only to realize that he has just stepped into a dark labyrinth designed to make him question his very existence.

There, he begins to discover that there is such a thing as true evil in the world.

Ushered in by the mansion's questionable servants, Blu the butler and Bast the maid, he explores the manor in search of his great grandfather who is inexplicably and continuously absent. As his time ticks by, Judas realizes that his reality and the reality of the house are blurring to create a hell that he could never have imagined.

With his mind slipping faster and faster, Judas frantically documents his decent into madness and his desperate attempt to unlock the mysteries of his great grandfather's manor before he is consumed by the fractured nightmare that has swallowed him whole.

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Other titles in Eve Hathaway's Mythical Dark Fantasy Adventure Collection:

Black Enigma Part 2 which includes The Tribute to the Sacred Waters & The Dark Crow Smiles

Black Enigma Part 3 which includes The God of the Sky Serpents & Room of Angels

Black Enigma Part 4 which includes Master of the Wild & Lacrimosa

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LanguageEnglish
PublisherSandra Ross
Release dateDec 19, 2013
ISBN9781310306426
Black Enigma 1 (Mythical Dark Fantasy Adventure Collection)

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    Black Enigma 1 (Mythical Dark Fantasy Adventure Collection) - Eve Hathaway

    Black Enigma Part 1

    By Eve Hathaway

    Published by Publications Circulations LLC.

    SmashWords Edition

    All contents copyright (C) 2013 by Publications Circulations LLC. All rights reserved. No part of this document or the related files may be reproduced or transmitted in any form, by any means (electronic, photocopying, recording, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of the publisher.

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, companies and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of either the author or the publisher.

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    The Boy from the Sea

    Blood Waters Part 1

    Chapter One

    IT'S A GOOD thing the tourist season begins after the school year, said Mila's mother, Gloria, as she barged into Mila's room with a full laundry basket balanced on her hip.

    Mila opened her eyes, keeping her expression neutral. The clock on the wall said it was six in the morning, but the halo around the curtains meant that the sun was high and hot already.

    These need to be ironed and folded, Gloria said, dropping the basket next to Mila's bed. The sheets inside sighed softly, as though relieved. Gloria Alvarez, standing an even five feet tall and weighing barely more than a hundred pounds after a full meal, was not someone to be argued with. Remember, we have guests tonight.

    Yeah, Mila said. Poor suckers, she added silently. The bed-and-breakfast the Alvarezes ran would have been pretty cool had they been anywhere near a decent town. But it was halfway between Tulum, which few people had heard of, and Cancun, which nobody ever left. Their visitors came expecting a deserted beach, not realizing that along with a deserted beach was a semi-deserted, dying village which couldn't even be bothered to give itself a name. Ten fishing families, a plantain farmer, and a restaurant didn't even warrant a dot on the maps of the region.

    Mila made no move to get out of bed, a small rebellion against the tyranny of having to wake up at all. Yesterday was her last day of school-she took intro-level online courses at the Universidad Quintana Roo, since there were no schools here-and that warranted some kind of break. Thankfully, Gloria left with only a small humph of disapproval, and did not launch into yet another tirade about how hard they were working and why couldn't her daughter bring herself to work a little rather than daydream about boys. These arguments had been going on between them over the two years since they'd moved to Mexico. The Yucatan, more specifically: some of the people here were a bit touchy about being called Mexicans.

    Mila counted to ten before she threw the blanket off herself and swung her feet from the bed to touch the cool stone floor with her toes. Theirs was a large house, even by American standards. It was once the small manor home of a local official, the realtor had told them, and then launched into a long spiel detailing the history of the place and the artful mosaics that had been laid into the floor. Not that she paid any attention to those details. Two years ago, she was just too angry: at her grandparents for being so ill, at her parents for dropping everything in the US and not giving a damn about her, at the economies of both Mexico and the US that made it more worthwhile to stay, at the crazy language the locals spoke that made it impossible to make friends-not that there were people her age to befriend. The people here were old and bitter, and their children had more sense than her father did because they left and never returned.

    She was still angry, but, during the winter, her father had at least installed air conditioning in the bedrooms, so now it was merely a resentful simmer instead of a full-on rage.

    The house was a sprawling single-floor structure, built in the shape of a rectangle around an open courtyard. It was once beautiful, even Mila had to admit that. But size and beauty didn't matter so much when they discovered that the roof leaked in a thousand places and the house had to be rewired in order to handle the electrical load of a refrigerator.

    Since the moment they'd bought it, it seemed like they'd done nothing but repair things; and even though the exchange rate greatly favored the dollar over the peso, George still blanched a little whenever he sat down to calculate how much he'd spent on repairs. Mila could see the conflict between her father's pride and the stark financial reality whenever she mentioned moving to the city-when he'd sunk this much money into building them a new life, he wasn't just going to give up, damn it. The difference between her father and her, though, was that Mila no longer felt guilty for wishing that he would.

    But for now, she had to iron and fold the sheets. Of course, the laundry was on the other side of the house, where the abuelos lived in what was once the servants' quarters. Her mother did this on purpose, of course-otherwise the grandparents-Jorge and Victoria, Pablo and Elena-would never see their granddaughter.

    Mila couldn't make her parents realize how awkward it was for all of them-a granddaughter they'd never seen, who might as well have been from Mars, for all they knew of Boston. They had literally nothing in common, except Gloria and George; and lately those two had become strangers to all of them. Fortunately, at this hour, the grandparents wouldn't be up yet, and Mila could slip past them without having an awkward, just-out-of-politeness conversation.

    As Mila ironed and folded and stacked the sheets in neat piles, she became aware of how still the morning was. It was unusual, and the silence sent shivers down her spine. Normally, there were monkeys chattering in the forest and birds raising a ruckus everywhere.

    Today, though, even the chickens seemed subdued, and the stray dog she'd cleaned up (though for some reason she couldn't find a

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