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

Blondie laughed all of a sudden,

"what's wrong with you? did I say something funny?", I rack my mind to check if I did say something funny, but I can't for the life of me pinpoint something funny I said.

" Remembering the first night you spent in this Academy makes me laugh", he continues laughing.

At first I was as confused as Reddy looks, but gradually I recalled exactly what he's trying to say.

"Don't you dare remind me of that night", I playfully glare at him, "you and your delicious food kept me awake all through the night because my stupid weak. mind thought I've been poisoned".

I can still recall how restless I was that night, and how I almost killed myself with worry at the prospect of my food being poisoned by a devilish handsome male.

"Come on, it's funny", Reddy says after Blondie briefed him of what happened.

"suit yourself", I stomped into the bathroom, making sure to bang the door real hard.

I can still hear their laughter even after I locked the door behind me.

Walking out the door minutes later, I twirled around, "so how do I look?".

I asked for their approval despite being angry at them moments ago.

"You look" Reddy zoomed towards me with more flash than he have exhibited in my presence.

"Just how fast are you?", I raise a brow at the male behind me.

I gasped in shock as Blondie spoke those words behind me.

I must have been entirely focused on Reddy for me not to have seen him zoom past.

"Darling you're in for a shock", Reddy pecks my now covered neck, "you look as breathtaking as ever. Give me permission to stop any male from leering at you?".

I roll my eyes at his exaggeration, "you're just saying that to make me feel better", I walked towards my dressing table.

" Don't tie your hair up", Reddy says behind me, "allow it to flow".

I shake my head, "I will even look more feminine with my hair down. This ridiculous festival clothe is already feminine enough, letting my hair fall lose will make anyone who sees me think me female".

The Amafo traditional prince's clothes consists of long golden embroidered robe and a red waist belt.

"Please leave your hair down?", Blondie pleads,

"even if it's for this night", Reddy concurs, and I being a sucker for the two of them agreed without much conviction to leave my hair down.

"I will leave it down only for tonight, only for tonight".

Who am I kidding? I will leave it down for as much longer as they ask me to.

"You look breathtaking, your mates will be proud to have you as theirs", Reddy says before he takes the hair brush from me, and proceeded to brush my hair.

I inwardly smiled as Reddy gently brushed my hair while Blondie expertly applied the local face paint to my face.

Each of them serious in whatever they're doing.

Chapter 225