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

maybe it's our almost kissing session.

Kwofo looked expectancy at me as if waiting for something from me.

"What?", I asked him, "why are you looking at me like that?", the looks he's giving me is really unnerving me.

"You don't remember?", he asked like I should recall whatever it is he wants me to, "you don't really remember?".

I shook my head, "I don't know what you're talking about; as far as I can think,there's nothing worth recalling about today", except the scorching time I had with my dashing men.

He sighs as if he can't believe my words.

Who knows what he wants me to recall? is there something really important he wants me to know of? did something extraordinary happen while I was recovering from my alledged fall.

"Today's my birthday", he turned his face towards the side as he spoke those Words.

I gasped at his words; how could I have forgotten? Kwofo cherishes his birthday more than he does anything.

He once told me he prefers celebrating his birthday than having the festival of the gods ( a celebration that's almost like that of the Earth's Christmas; the only difference between the two is the reasons for the celebration.

Our festival of the gods is celebrated on Kworie of the last moon( that's the equivalent of a year in Earth's readings; Makoha have twelve moons just like Earth have twelve months. The only difference is the days of the week; in Makoha a month isn't up to thirty days, most times it stops at teg twentieth day), it's all about how the gods conquered the planet and made it a living place.

It's rumoured our gods were among the angels of a Almighty, but when they sought for more powers, they were banished from the high realm and from the presence of the Almighty.

Alone and without a place to go to, they decided to from life like how they've seen their Almighty do, and the results of such creations are us Makoha humans.) a festival celebrated by all and sundry.

"I forgot Kwofo, I really did forget", how can I have forgotten an important day to him? how did I happen to not notice the days?.

How can I call myself a friend if I failed to know and remember their important days? what will Kwofo think of me now for forgetting an import day of his life.

He gave me a sad nod, "I know you forgot all about it", he kept his head downcast, "I was hoping you will give me a surprise gift like you did last year and the other years before it. I guess I wished for too much; had I known I would have wished for you to remember it".

I was touched by his words; it's true I've not forgotten not failed to give him a gift during his previous birthdays, but this one is supposed to be the most special.

Thinking of how special it's supposed to be, I looked up at him,

Chapter 108