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Category: The Black Curtain series

The Black Curtain chapter VIII

“So, this flight goes to India and as far as I remember I have never been an enemy there.” His arms were shaking, probably age had made him really incapable of masquerading around the world. “Your arms are shaking, have a breakfast 🍳.” Marco…

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The Black Curtain chapter VII

“So, do you think, after hearing about my COPD and my high level of glucose and other higher elements in blood, you still want to sedate me Reasha?” “I got to check that yet. The check in process is over. Let me see if…

The Black Curtain- chapter VI

“I had to bear that I was no bear sitting with a beer and friends to cheer. I hold you dear, my sweet little lovely deer. Give me your ear so that I can whisper into them, do not fear. We need to gear…

The Black Curtain chapter V

“So, your daughter is brave. She chose to fight.” “Yes, invariably I found it rejoicing, she is a free thinker, boundaries mean nothing to her, most importantly she chooses to not see them.” “Marco, we are taking a flight from here. You will have…

The Black Curtain- chapter IV

“I had taken shape close to the hottest desert of the world, the Kalahar. The hidden spring was home to me, under the ground amongst the glowing cave. Not all know about it, dragon breath cave. The desert was within me, I loved it,…

The Black Curtain…Chapter III

“Well, thanks.”Rocky sat in the front and was happy to receive the fresh chilled bottle of beer. The Sun was on his face and he was almost beetroot red from the impact. “You won’t take any?” Marco asked me. I showed him my bottle…

The Black Curtain- chapter II

Whispering smoke“Are we even moving? This AC in your car, hey! Does it work? The heat will kill me probably if nothing else can.” He scratched his neck and back constantly. “You are here for six months, my sources said.” “Yes.” Marco always used…

The Black curtain….chapter 1

“It was eleven in the morning but the lips were dry as the desert. The throat searched every bit of saliva to make a living. The man sat right in front of me. Marco was a name common within goons. I realised every name…

The black curtain

“So, it was you who was behind all this?” Reasha was trying to calm her nerves. She was right in front of the man, she would so like to kill with her own hands, or perhaps worse, throw him in the washing machine. Everyday…