Riggs' Ruin (Kings Reapers MC Book 1)

Riggs’ RuinKing’s Reapers MC # 1


Nicola Jane


Contents
Acknowledgments
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Author’s Note:
Social Media


Riggs’ Ruin
This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are all products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any similarities are entirely coincidental.
Riggs’ Ruin Copyright © 2020 by Nicola Jane. All rights are reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner without written permission from the author, except in the case of brief quotations used in articles or reviews. For information contact Nicola Jane.
Cover Designer: Charli Childs, Cosmic Letterz Design
Editor: Rebecca Vazquez, Knox Publishing
Proofreader: Amanda Tabor, Knox Publishing
Formatter: E.C. Land, Knox Publishing
Publisher: Knox Publishing
Created with Vellum


Acknowledgments
To my readers, you’ll know by now that I have signed to a new publisher. I’m very excited to be working with Knox Publishing and thank everyone there for the warmth and love they’ve shown me. I’m excited to be on this journey with them and I’m bringing you all along for the ride.
To new readers, welcome. I hope you’ll find a favourite author in me and continue to follow my journey.
To my family and friends who know about my writing journey, thank you for your support. You know who you are ;)


Trigger Warning
The material in this book may be viewed as offensive to some readers, including graphic language, sexual situations, murder, and violence, including domestic violence.


Playlist:
Take Your Time - Sam Hunt
Sorry - Halsey
You Should Be Sad - Halsey
How Could You Leave Us - NF
The A Team - Ed Sheeran
Animals - Maroon 5
Falling - Harry Styles
Goodbyes - Post Malone ft. Young Thug
Circles - Post Malone
Without Me - Halsey
Playing With Fire – N-Dubz ft. Mr Hudson
Bring Me To Life – Evanescence
My Immortal – Evanescence
Don’t Go – Wretch 52 ft. Josh Kumra
Deepest Shame – Plan B
Feel It – Michele Morrone
I See Red (Everybody Loves An Outlaw) – Lali Agazade
You Don’t Own Me – SayGrace ft. G-Eazy
Lullaby For A Soldier – Maggie Siff
Cryin’ – Aerosmith
Always – Bon Jovi
Hero – Enrique Iglesias
Sex On Fire – Kings of Leon
We Belong Together – Mariah Carey


Chapter One


Anna
It’s a warm, sunny day. I tip my head back to feel the rays on my face. I love my little garden— it’s a sun trap. “Mommy,” whispers Malia in my ear.
I smile but keep my eyes closed. “Yes, sweetie?”
“When I was at nursery today, Ziggy asked me to kiss him.” My eyes shoot open and fall on the innocent face of my five-year-old daughter. “He wants me to be his . . . ” She taps her pink, heart-shaped lips that are the exact replica of my own. “Old lady. What does that mean?”
“You are far too young to be kissing anyone, little miss,” I say, and she giggles. “I hope you told him that.” She shrugs her shoulders and the pink strap of her dungarees slips down. “Sweetie, I really wish you’d make some new friends. You and Ziggy spend an awful lot of time together and it’s important that you make other friends.”
“But I only like Ziggy and he only likes me,” she says innocently.
I hear the front door open and close. “I brought cakes for little miss trouble and wine for us to get started,” yells Eva from inside the house. “You better have your ass in that shower,” she adds. I check my watch. Christ, is it that time already? I push myself to stand and brush the grass from my ass as I sweep Malia into my arms and take her inside.
“Sorry, I lost track of time,” I explain. “I’m going right now. You look amazing, by the way.”
Eva always looks amazing. An inch taller than me, she stands at five-foot-three, and her slim build and shoulder-length brown hair make her a natural beauty. Her green eyes sparkle, giving the impression she is always happy. She’s wearing the light blue denim jeans she purchased for over a hundred pounds on our last shopping trip and a white top that shows off her midriff.
I shower quickly and dress in a thigh-length summer dress. It’s flowy from the waist down and looks perfect with my heeled boots. I apply minimal make-up and get downstairs just as Eva’s mom arrives. “Thanks for watching Malia, Esther. She’s been excited since she came home from nursery today,” I say with a smile. As if to prove my point, Malia races into the hallway and throws herself into Esther’s arms.
“It’s not a problem. You know I love to spend time with her. Now, come and tell me what things you and Ziggy have been up to this week,” says Esther fondly as she carries Malia into the living room.
Eva passes me my clutch bag and smiles. “Ready?” she asks. I nod. I’ve been ready for this night out since she mentioned it last week. I go and kiss Malia on the head and repeat the rules of bedtime so she doesn’t try anything with Esther. They smile at each other mischievously and I already know they plan on staying up past bedtime.
We often drink local to where we live. I’m new to this area, but Eva’s lived here for years. As usual, we start at The Duke. It’s a pretty lively bar. We have to queue for our drinks, and then there’s nowhere to sit, so we find ourselves finishing the first drink pretty quickly so we can move on to somewhere less lively.
As it happens, most of the bars along Queen’s Road are busy, and by the time we stumble into The Copper Trap, we’re both feeling the alcohol buzz. The staff here know us well and our drinks are already on