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

The once big flames became really bigger. The fire burning so brightly it alerted not only the fighters who are currently on the floor.

The hideous animals haven defeated the standing heroes.

"Blacky!" Zoban and Neche simultaneously called out to him. Their voice getting really weak based on the powers that left them.

They have no strength in them to move or do anything other than look at their mate as he rose from the ground he was lying on.

His body aflame. His eyes burning like embers.

Looking into them, a person can be in danger of getting burnt just from looking into his eyes.

"Blacky!" They look at him in alarm as he continued rising from the floor.

"What's this?" Mistress shrieked. The sound coming from her mouth was really painful and shrill.

It caused both the defeated people, and the animals surrounding them to fall from the impact, but the same can't be said for the the human prince who raced towards her.

His eyes blazing hotter as he advanced towards her. Towards an astound mistress whose mind was trying to think of what the being in front of her is.

All her life, she've not seen a person like this, neither have she encountered something of this sort.

She knows the choosen one posseses powers, but not of this extent. Not to the extent of being on fire but not really on fire.

Not only is he on fire, but he was unconscious just minutes ago, how did he get to be up?

Try all she may to erect a barrier to protect herself from the impending doom, she couldn't do so.

It was as if her powers have deserted her the moment the prince rose from slumber.

A painful growl emanating from her throat when the prince's fist made contact with her cheeks.

Her once impenetrable body becoming lit with fire. Her shrieks getting really deep.

Her claws stretched out to claw at the prince, but if fell to the side as they prince sent forth shards of glass towards her.

The conjuring of such a thing never taking toll on the prince.

Meanwhile, the spectators who're currently lying on the floor due to fatigue hastily rose up the moment mistress stretched her fanged hands towards the prince.

Neche and Zoban rose hastily from the floor. Their fatigue not deterring them from doing so.

Nothing can stop them from looking after their pregnant mate, not even death.

As they took steps towards the two battling entities, the force from their combined forces threw them to the other side of the room.

The flames around the human high prince combusting to form an inferno. The two beings catching fire as the inferno waxed stronger.

A booming sound was heard before the entire place smoked. No sound could be heard after that.

The both shouted as they rushed towards the place their mate once stood, but he was no where to be found.

Not even mistress or her hideous animals could be seen.

Chapter 490