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

A prince who's currently heart broken. A prince silently dying in pain.

Leisurely taking my bathe, I try to make the bath as long as possible to avoid stepping out to the room any moment from now.

I don't want to see their faces right now, I want to at least calm my bleeding heart before I go out there.

Through with my bath, I recalled I didn't take any clothes with me like I now do since they came to live with me, and the towel in here is only too big to wrap around my tiny waist.

Calling them for help is not an option, I have to stop relying on them now they've gotten their marks.

It's only a matter of time before they leave me for their other halves.

With the towel securely wrapped around my waist, I make my way out to my room.

I might be lucky, and they won't be in the room when I walk in.

As far as my luck goes, the two were lying on the bed when I walked in.

Their twin eyes trailing my body, each with a hungry look on their faces.

"I uh, forgot my clothe", I blushed at their unabashedly way of checking me out. They made no motion of pretending they weren't looking.

Their eyes haven't looked up to me since I walked in, instead it was trained on my towel, as if they're hoping it will slip off my waist if they pay attention to it.

As much as I would have liked to let it slip like I know they want, I can't help the anger that rose in me at at the prospect of them checking me out when they have a mate already.

"Take a picture it will last longer", I said in anger before I walked towards the closet.

Even without turning, I can feel their eyes on me, the hotness of it made my foolish and stupid heart giddy, but thankfully my clever brain was there to caution it.

"Why are you two looking at me?", I turned back to glare at them.

The two of them blushed , "I.. uh...we thought the towel looks oddly familiar, and ....", Blondie the trails off.

" What a clever way of lying", I said sarcastically, " your other halves won't be happy to know you're looking at a male the same way you will look at them".

As much pang as my words left Me, I can't make them aware of what am feeling.

"We will be out there waiting for you to dress", Reddy stood up, motioning for Blondie to do the same, "our eyes are ours to make use of as we please", he says before leaving, Blondie hot on his heels.

I didn't say anything as they leave, his words still reverberating in my mind made it impossible for me to think on things.

Putting on one of Ugali's cultural wear that consists of an agba, a plain trouser and some beaded necklace. t

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