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

All of a sudden, I felt a sharp pain as something hard poked my still tender bottom.

"Arrh", I groaned in pain, "make it stop!", I tried to wriggle out from their hold but they kept it there.

"Relax", Blondie murmurs as he slowly enters into me; as he did so, Reddy followed close after him till they were buried to the hilt.

We stayed there for a minute or so until I felt like i want something.

"Please do something", I begged, not knowing exactly what am pleading for.

Slowly the same way the entered, they removed themselves before entering.

The motion making me more frustrated, "faster!", I shout, not knowing what came over me.

"Yes...", I moaned when they picked up pace, "harder!", I tried to shake my hips in order to get more needed actions, but Blondie held on to me.

"Allow us do the work while you enjoy", he accompanies his words with a hard thrust into me.

"You feel like everything I thought paradise will feel like", Reddy groans while following the same pattern Blondie took.

I moan when their thrust became too urgent, the feeling making me gasp in both pleasure and fullness.

"I think am about urinating again!",

I don't know why I keep urinating since we started this. It must be quite embarrassing for them to witness my loose bladder.

"Cum for us", They whispered before I felt a sharp pain on my necks; each of them have their fangs buried on the part of me that have their mark on it.

The feel of their mouth on my neck coupled with what i was initially feeling was enough to throw me of the cliff of ecstasy.

The thunder kept blowing outside the academy ground, the ground quaking as the three souls became joined as one.

The separated souls have been entwined. The prophesy is almost fulfilled.

Ikanga have risen with vengeance.

The sky darkened as it watch DESTINIES tie together.

"The prophesied one have mated, this is one of the signs of old", the oldest priestess in the entire Makoha looked on at the raging storm below her, "the history of Makoha is about to change", she turns back to her underlings who have an awed look on their faces.

"Your task is set out" she looks at her faithful servants as if expecting them to voice their displeasure, " you will protect the chosen one with the last of your blood. Ikanga have risen from the dead", she placed her staff on the floor before flinging herself off from the cliff, and into that raging storm.

"We will obey the orders!", the underlings crosses their hearts as they bowed down to honor their priestess".

The three lovers are entangled in their sweats after the mating ritual; oblivious to the fact of what's happening outside their love nest.

Oblivious to the fact their destines are about to change.

They lay there, each lost on his own ecstacy filled world; a world only them are privy of.

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