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

"No, you look really edible", I held onto his arm, a bright smile on my face.

Since they learnt the news of my pregnancy, my mates have taken it as part of their life work to take really good care of me.

They no longer make a face when am eating, even going as far as helping me eat my concocted food.

Father and Roll have been more than attentive to my everyday need, they take really good care of me.

"How's my grandchild?" Roll asked when he came to check on me.

"Your grandchild?", Blondie raised a brow, "am trying to argue my way out of being the father of the baby with Reddy, and here you are claiming the baby as your grandchild? ", he raised a brow at Roll, " just how many people am I fighting for parental rights with? ".

" It's okay love", I smile at him, " you and Reddy are the father while Roll, Father and your parents are the grandparents".

" My parents?", Blondie frowned, " I don't think they will want anything to do with the child or you, they're core believers of the fact the species shouldn't be joined. They believe everyone to his own specie; I bet they will stone me to death with their hands to avoid dragging the family name down with my sins".

" You don't have to worry about that Blondie,we will take each step at a time", I consoled him.

"What Buch says is true, and moreover you will upset both the daddy and the baby in his stomach with your mood.

A pregnant daddy like our Buch isn't meant to be near negative energy", Roll sat on the chair farther from me.

Ever since it was learnt that am pregnant, Father, Roll and Kwofo have stopped coming near me. None of them touch me like they used to before, for fear of upsetting my mates by spoiling my scent and that of my baby; a baby whose bump haven't made an appearance.

Blondie smiled when he heard Roll's words, "am not sad anymore mate, am totally happy because of my baby", he touched my stomach, " he will soon start kicking".

I glare at him in horror, "kicking? on my stomach?".

How can he say those things like it's normal.

Or do children kick their way out of their mother's stomach?

Will my baby kick his way out of my stomach?

Will I be alive then, or will I die from lost of blood

Blondie shrugged, " my mother mentioned something of how much I kicked whenever she's laughing. She jokes that I kicked because I was jealous am not the one she's laughing to".

"Did you kick your way out of your mother's stomach because she laughed a lot?".

If so, I will cease from laughing to avoid him kicking himself out of my stomach, who knows he might try to walk the steps of his Father by trying to kick himself out of there.

Chapter 334