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

Reddy looked at my hand holding on to him and back at Roll, "thank your stars", he say back down on the bed with me.

"We will give you three some privacy", Roll winked at me before dragging a reluctant father out of the room.

"Who are you siding with now?", I heard father ask him, "you're supporting him because he's your sovereign prince?" Father asked in disbelief.

"Shut up!", Roll reprimanded him, "can't you see he needs to have a moment alone with the fathers of his baby. He needs that".

That was the last I heard of their voice before the outer door banged to signify their exit.

Only when I heard the door being shut did I get conscious of the fact am all alone with my mates who may or may not want the baby in my stomach.

"You're pregnant?", Blondie caressed my face.

This is it, their final goodbye before they leave me to fend for myself..

"Please don't leave me", I plead, "I will do anything you want, just please don't leave me".

I don't think I will survive of they leave me, I don't think I will live if they leave me.

"Leave you?", Reddy blinked, "why should we leave you?", he looks like he doesn't understand what am saying.

"You're not angry am pregnant?", I blinked up at him, "you don't want to leave me?"..

Reddy smiled, "why should I leave you with my baby?", he raised a brow, "I hope you're not planning on eloping with my son", he palms my stomach.

Blondie slapped Reddy's hand off my stomach, "you don't get to claim the entire credit to yourself Reddy, am as much a father as you are", he raised a brow in challenge.

" Am the father", Reddy glared at Blondie, " you're not going to claim my son as yours".

" Your son?", Blondie scoffed, " how sure are you it's a son? all I know is my daughter can't wait to meet her Father", he made a cooing sound close to my stomach.

I kept silent as I watched the two of them argue on who's the father of the baby am carrying.

"Blacky", Blondie pouts up at me, "who's the father of the baby?".

I smile up at him, "you two are the father of course", I pinched his cheeks, " the baby can't wait to meet the handsome fathers".

Blondie swelled with pride while Reddy turned his face to a side, " you're only smiling at Blondie, and that makes me feel he's the father of your baby".

" Come on", I smiled at him, " you're as much the father as Blondie", I hugged him, "my baby will be proud to have a red haired father", I chuckled.

My thoughts on how funny my baby will be when I give birth to him or her, and they turned out to have black, white and red hair.

How funny my striped child will be.

"Why are you laughing? do I look funny?", Reddy narrows his eyes at me.

Chapter 333