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 through our talk, I was slowly and discreetly removing the rope he tightly tied on my hand.

"What will you do with my blood?", I asked when he have already told me why he plans to do with me.

"I will drink them all, get your powers and advance to paradise, I have an unfinished business with the gods, and it will do me good if I get it done before the next eclipse".

Something twitches out of the corner of my eyes, my eyes slightly widening when Kwofo's confused eyes hit me.

"Why are you looking at my back? is something wrong?", he made to turn, but I thought of something to confuse him with.

"Do you think you can defeat them? not even Ajummuo can pull that off", I said with a nonchalant look although I've start feeling the effect of losing much blood.

Am sure it's not be long till I succumb to the darkness tugging on me, a darkness calling to me.

"You dare compare me with Ajummuo? you dare question my strength, wisdom and prolificacy?", he looks angry, "do you think am called the god of mischief for naught?".

" Ajummuo told me he was the strongest god to roam the world. He even talked of you being a coward who cowers when those of high power and authority are talking", I say with all seriousness.

" He lied", he advances closer to me, " I will show you how powerful I am, wait till I regain my normal look,wait till I get back the title and honor that rightfully belongs to me".

" I don't know about that, but Ajummuo talked of himself as the god of mischief. He said himself more powerful, he even got people to worship him".

" He lies!", he growls, " am the only god of mischief, am the strongest god to roam this Makoha!".

" Hmmm" I thinks, " your words are the opposite of what Ajummuo told me. He says you're in the prison because he locked you up, he even told me you're going to come after me when he releases you. He said he will be sending you on an errand to get my blood for him.

Are you here to take my blood to the greatest god Ajummuo; a good so great and revered among all? if so, am willing to give you all my blood. Am willing to help you fill the bucket of you're to take my blood to my master Ajummuo", I bow my head in respect.

" He's not my master!", the male shouts, " am not here to take blood back to him".

" He also talked about you denying him and his errands, but he said I should give you my blood despite any argument you might have about it. So please take my blood to my master AJUMMUO, tell him an always loyal to him, and will ever be even in the grave. Tell your master am ready to serve him in death, am ready to meet him".

Chapter 264