Mmesoma Annabel

Humans, Werewolves and Vampires signed a truce hundreds of years ago since the last war of 2000 that left them almost extinct.
They attend schools together, work in the same places, have joint ceremonies. What the elders doesn’t permit is intermarriage, it’s a forbidden relationship.
On their eighteenth birthday, a tattoo Mark of either their helper, mate or half soul emerge on their bodies each the exact replica of the other, the tattoos are sacred since it’s only two people that shares the unique mark.
What will happen when a human prince gets two different marks the morning of his eighteenth birthday?, Read to find out!!!! 


Written On Stones

Reddy shouldn't provoke me to the extent of me thinking of ways to dispose of his body.

I can be murderous when I want to, a little push from him might make me murder and dispose of him with my eyes.

"Why don't you two leave?", he glared at me, "last I checked you were the last to sit on the chair, why will you ask the first person to vacate from a table he got himself?", he looked smug, "you're the one to say bye bye to the table young man".

If looks can kill, he will be thirty feet below, but my question is this, can vampires be killed?, can they die?.

Avel told me about his planet, he talked of humans and all other strange things there.

He's happily married to Fay his sweetheart, and the glow he have on his face is unlike any I've ever seen.

If having a helper is all it takes for me to have an unnatural glow like that, I will do everything in my power to find a helper fast.

"Two against one, who do you think should leave?", I gestured to Blondie and I.

Blondie wasn't contributing to the conversations, he was just looking at the two of us with a playful grin.

When he locked eyes with me, he looked away, avoiding direct eye contact with me.

I guess it's only me and Reddy on this matter.

"Two if you?", he laughed, "you and I know princess, you're only a human, and you can't defeat me even with the entire magical powers all human possess", he smiled, " you're no match for me sweetheart", smirking he leaned on his chair.

My cheeks were bright red with embarrassment at the endearing words he said, "am no princess, am a prince!", I whisper shouted.

What's wrong with him and Blondie referring to me as princess?, am no princess neither do I hope yo become one.

He faked shook, "you're no princess?, you had me fooled with your innocent feminine looks",he smirked, "I really thought you to be one. Just look at those fragile hands, how do you manage to eat without breaking your wrists?".

I glared at him, " am not fragile, am a male, and you will do better yo refer to me as that", I smiled, " sorry to disappoint your creepy mind, am no princess".

He manages to rule me up with petty words, I swear to our gods I will castrate him( tell me how do I go about that?, I've heard people saying it but I don't know what that means. Nevertheless I will do it whether I know how to or not).

"You need to add more flesh to your body to make the lies you're spotting more believable", he gave me a once over, " no one in their right mind will believe you to be male. All you do makes it more believable", he chuckled.

Like I said earlier silence is the best answer given to a fool, if he wants to call me a girl, he can go ahead.

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