Black Enigma 2: Mythical Dark Fantasy Adventure Collection

By Eve Hathaway

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 2: The Tribute to the Sacred Waters

IN THE SURFACE OF THE SACRED WATER LIES THE TRUTH

The hints that Tomas is more than meets the eye are becoming more and more obvious, but there is nothing that Mila can do about it.

A research team has come to their B&B for the sole purpose of researching the sacred cenotes of the Yucatan peninsula where humans were once sacrificed to gain the blessing of the gods, and Mila and Tomas have been drafted along as helpers. But as they go deeper into the jungle, Tomas begins to see familiar surroundings and his memories begin to return, revealing a strange and twisted life—and finally, his death as a human sacrifice. But why him?

Before Mila and Tomas can uncover more, they are ambushed by the very same tribe that tried to drown him. They are taken to the priest as prisoners to await their fate....

Requiem for a Dream Part 2: The Dark Crow Smiles Wicked

TO DIE A SWEET, SLOW DEATH

Continuously trapped in his great grandfather’s manor, and without any sign whatsoever of his missing relative, Judas Stoker is determined to make his daring, midnight escape. Armed with only his desperation, he hastily exits the mansion only to discover that the maniacal servants aren’t the only ones lurking in the shadows. He comes face to face with the manor’s dark Guardian.

Thwarted in his escape and severely injured, Judas goes in search of the mysterious crying child that has been haunting his nightmares since his arrival. Accompanied by the disembodied voice of his mother, he begins his decent into the absolute horror of the house, never imagining the extent of the hell to be encountered in the center of the labyrinth.

There are terrifying things hidden in the bowels of the house that he could never have even dreamed of. The deeper he goes, the more fragmented his mind becomes, until he can no longer differentiate between what’s real and what isn’t. Are these really just nightmares, or are they demonic encounters? And what of the mansion’s servants, Bast and Blu? Are they devils, or is it merely the fever that causes Judas to perceive them as such?

The stage is set, the players are all in place, and the crimson curtain is about to rise. In this black, macabre dance, everyone knows the steps except for the star. But even so, the show must go on, and some sacrifices have to be made.

The game is just beginning.

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

Black Enigma Part 1 which includes The Boy from the Sea & Something Wicked

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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• Language: English
• Publisher: Sandra Ross
• Release date: Dec 20, 2013
• ISBN: 9781311624055

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Black Enigma Part 2

By Eve Hathaway

Published by Publications Circulations LLC.

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The Tribute to the Sacred Waters

Blood Waters Part 2

Chapter One

WHAT HAPPENED IN Cancun?

It was all Mila had been asked since she and Tomas returned from the city, only now it came from her mother. The answer, though, still hadn't gotten any easier. What happened indeed? Mila thought. She had tried, for the hundredth time, to explain. Again, her mind failed her.

We keep hearing about something crazy-the snakes...

What took place on that day could not be explained simply. Words eluded her. Even a week after they got back-or fled Cancun, depending on one's perspective-Mila could not bring herself to describe what had happened when they were there.

The day had begun innocently enough. She and Tomas got into the Jeep and drove the forty miles to the city. Tomas apologized, she accepted and by the time they arrived in Cancun, the icy silence had melted into lukewarm awkwardness. Things still weren't quite back to how they had been but it had been just a matter of time.

At first, things had gone well. Mila bought the things her mother and father had put on the list, ordered what she had to from the suppliers and bought mangoes with chili and salt for herself and Tomas to snack on while they went to the beach.

In all the time Tomas had lived with the Alvarezes, he had never tried to go swimming and he didn't think he knew how to swim. Still, under Mila's gentle prodding, he agreed to let her buy him a cheap swimsuit-a scandalously scanty and electric-blue Speedo knock-off-and try to at least float on the water. Mila got changed into her bikini and they entered the blue waters, giggling nervously and holding hands, like any other teenage couple.

Mila eased Tomas into a floating position when they reached waist-high water. And then the riptide came. A powerful current suddenly rose and swept them out to sea.

It seemed to have come from nowhere-one minute they were floating in the calm blue waters, the next they were clinging to each other as the water churned around them and dragged them away from the shore. It was all Mila could do to keep Tomas's head above water-Tomas had gone catatonic (from the shock, Mila supposed, in retrospect) as soon as they were in deep water. Mila wasn't worried about herself-she knew what to do against a riptide. But swimming while pulling more than her own body in dead weight was almost impossible.

They were drifting fast, faster than she had thought was possible from a riptide. That just meant she had to get swimming. She shook Tomas, trying to get him to snap out of it, so that he could at least help her by floating.

He responded by getting yanked under the waves.

Mila panicked. She couldn't see him. She was a good swimmer but diving was a different story, never mind diving in the open ocean. The whining buzz of the lifeguard's Jet Ski approached and she waved frantically. He tossed her the buoy and told her to hang on.

We can't leave now! she screamed. My boyfriend is- She gestured in the water.

What? he asked.

He's down there! she sputtered. I don't know what happened. I was trying to get him to snap out of his shock, and he... he just sank!

The lifeguard spoke into his radio. She says her boyfriend sank, he said. I don't know. I can't see- He broke off suddenly, staring into the distance.

Mila started to snap at him, What are you doing? until she followed his gaze.

Tomas was being borne on a raft of snakes back to the coast. He was unconscious-his body made no movement to resist or aid the movement of the huge serpents bearing him through the waters.

Mila did the only thing she could think of-she flung herself back into the water and swam after him. Behind her, she could hear the lifeguard sputtering indignantly, unable to decide whether to go after someone who was-by lifeguarding standards-clearly suicidal.

Oddly, there was no riptide now, something that disturbed her only slightly as she knifed through the waves. It would disturb her more when she attempted to tell the story again. She was going with the current now, gliding through the waters so fast it felt like flying. Her arms grew tired and her legs grew stiff but she was still going strong when she touched the bottom.

The snakes had brought Tomas to the beach, the part that was still wild and empty, but they hadn't left him. They were writhing over him, under him and around him. Mila felt her breath catch when she saw one of the serpents coil around his chest and squeeze. She staggered onto the shore, her legs numb and weak, screaming and shouting, Get away from him!

A mouthful of water gushed from Tomas's mouth. Only then did the snakes slithered away.

Mila ran up to him and collapsed by his side. Are you all right? The words fell out of her mouth, even as she realized he was still unconscious and that his eyes had turned up in his head, giving him a ghastly look.

She pinched his nose shut and bent over to seal his lips with hers, but then he gasped for air and bolted upright again. Mila could have died with relief right there. I thought you were dead, she said, happily.

He looked at her, his expression stony with rage and the chill of fear quelled the wave of indignation that rose to meet his lack of gratitude. Tomas? she ventured.

And that was when she realized his eyes were still rolled back in his head, so that only the whites were showing. She gasped and startled backwards, falling onto the sand.

There was shouting further up the beach. She saw two lifeguards running down the shore towards them and the one on the Jet Ski zipped