Naijei

THIS NOVEL CONTAINS R-18 CONTENT
(this is original work not a translation)


Anai’ya is a cunning, cold-blooded leader of an underground organization whose number one goal is too destroy one man. The man who drowned her in pain and misery.

As her story unravels she discovers that not only has her life been a lie but what she thought she had was never actually hers. Her ability to love has died, happiness eludes her as she dives into the dark murky waters of revenge. 

Will she ever be able to love again? 

Will she ever be able to hold on to happiness?

Will she choose the light over the darkness?


***EXCERPT***

She knelt down in front of two tall black marble tombstones. Placing red roses in front of the right one and sunflowers on the left one she sat down on the neatly trimmed grass.

"It's been a while since I've been here. I know I haven't been checking in as much as I use too and I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?" She asked in a guilty voice. Her hand reached out to caress the rose petals in front of the grave.

"I finally have all the pieces I need to enact my plan. That's why I have been absent for so long but I now have everything I need to collect the debt that's owed to us. That's owed to you both." her voice cracked at the end.” Pain and sorrow evident on her face.

"I will avenge you both. I won't let those who took you from this world, from Lucian and me, live peacefully. I promise they will be punished. I swear that on my life. I just hope you can forgive me for all the evil I've committed to get here and have yet to commit to finally avenge you." Anai'ya promised as wave of melancholy washed over her. Looking at the two portraits in front of her, her stone heart began to ache with inexplicable pain.

She stood up closing her eyes as fat tears threatened to fall. Taking a deep breath she opened her light amber eyes to look up at the sky and released her breath.

"I'll be back Mom and Dad. I'll visit as much as I can."

She turned on her heels and slowly walked back towards her car. Gazing up at the light blue sky as she did so, she clenched her hands into tight fists.

Her amber eyes flashed with a cold light as she stopped for a moment and looked back at the graves behind her.

She'd bleed him dry if it was the last thing she did. She'd bleed them all to the last drop because that's what they deserved. That's what he deserved.

She would return all the pain inflicted on her family tenfold. There was no line she wouldn't cross to achieve her goal. The interest had accumulated and it was time to collect.

Her brother suffered physical torment.

Her parents were killed in cold blood.

Her life was turned inside out. She was marred for life. She hardly resembled a human being because of it.

The monster inside her was raging and ready to come out, the cage she had kept it in was collapsing. 

They had no idea what was coming.

The Cold & Ruthless Queen

After what felt like an eternity, the woman in front of him chuckled. The laugh was sinister and full of evil intent. It sent shivers down his spine. He had no idea why she would laugh after hearing the love story of her fiancé with another woman, but he had a hunch it did not bode well for Andre.


He figured that the blue-eyed woman had appeared thus making Anai'ya curious. It was possible since it had been a while since she had paid him a visit. 


"What else do you know of this woman?" She had an inkling that there was more to this woman then what both her uncle and this man had revealed so far.


"The woman is incredibly smart and scheming. Little girls always approached him growing up, the ones who were bold enough to express their feelings directly to him would mysteriously disappear. The Winfield's had dealings with the mafia and held powerful positions in government. Whatever she wanted was always given to her, there was no such thing as the word 'no' when it came to her." He said.


There were truths he had managed to keep from Anai'ya when she first started torturing him. Even under such excruciating pain, he was able to keep one crucial detail from her. One that would change her world.


His back was drenched in sweat, and his hands were clammy. His future would be much bleaker from here on out. The small reprieve he had enjoyed would be coming to an end if she pressed on.


"How interesting. She abused the power her parents had I assume?" 


"What else do you know?" She asked uncrossing her legs and leaning forward to place her elbows on her knees. Her intense stare gave the man goosebumps.


He fretted about telling her the truth. He was now a cowardly man, he no longer wished to feel the slightest amount of pain. What he had suffered up until this point had already cracked his strong foundation, crushing it into nothing. He might not survive this time around. A small flicker of hope lived in his heart to one day escape this dreadful place. To escape her.


"That's all I know." His voice trembled slightly. His heartbeat accelerated as anxiety began building up inside him. Desperately hoping she would not pry into it any further. 


"Is that so?" Her voice floated into his ears. It was light as a feather-like a small breeze on a calm day.


"Yes." He replied, his voice was laced with guilt.


Her eyes narrowed, the man was incredibly anxious he probably had no idea his body language had given him away. 


Her patience had been tested twice in one day and she did not like it one bit. Her uncle raised her suspicion and he just confirmed it. 


Her fingers itched to rip him to shreds. He was lying to her, she could hear it in his voice. First, her uncle refused to say much on that woman and now this wretched man was also keeping a secret from her. It was starting to drive her mad. 


With her blood beginning to boil up a switch flipped inside her letting the maliciousness that hid behind her eyes flood in. The air around her plummeted even further causing the room to freeze. The warmth of the sun was being pushed out. 


The monster inside was stirring, a bloodthirsty aura seeped out of her body surrounding the man on the floor. His entire body was wrapped in blanket of fear and trepidation.


Switch flipped