Riding Solo (The Depraved Devils MC #1) Read Online Nicola Jane

Categories Genre: Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Depraved Devils MC Series by Nicola Jane

Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 81098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)

They call me Solo because I ride alone. I don’t have the time or patience for a woman in my life or on the back of my bike. So when a feisty little brunette steals my kutte, it’s a hassle I don’t need. She starts turning up in my life and putting herself on my radar. She’s impossible to ignore.
It’s not long before I give in to the urges, hoping to get her out of my system and my life. But Lara isn’t one to be put off easily, and when her brother brings trouble to the club, our fates are sealed.

Party is my middle name. Not literally, but you get the idea. Raised by two brothers, one sensible and one not so, means I get away with anything. But when I take a leather jacket from a bar, not even they can believe my stupidity.
When Solo, the President of The Depraved Devils, comes looking for his kutte, life begins to get complicated. He’s dangerous, bossy, and everything I should run from. But it isn’t in my blood back down. Instead, I do everything I can to put myself on his radar, and before long, we’re playing a dangerous game of chase.
No one knows what the future holds, but we can sure as hell make decisions that change it. Forcing Solo to be in my life could be my biggest mistake yet…



Girls Just Want to Have Fun – Cyndi Lauper

Trouble – Iggy Azalea ft. Jennifer Hudson

Radar – Britney Spears

(You Drive Me) Crazy – Britney Spears

Crazy – Aerosmith

I Fell In Love With The Devil – Avril Lavigne

I’m a Mess – Bebe Rexha

Hold My Hand – Lady Gaga

How Do You Sleep? – Sam Smith

Lose You to Love Me – Selena Gomez

Dancing with the Devil – Demi Lovato

Sorry Not Sorry – Demi Lovato

Need You Now – Lady A

Forget Me Too – Machine Gun Kelly ft. Halsey

Only Love Can Hurt Like This – Paloma Faith

Back to You – Louis Tomlinson ft. Bebe Rexha

We Belong Together – Mariah Carey

Stickwitu – The Pussycat Dolls



“Where in the hell did you get that?” yells Felicity, my best friend.

I spin slowly, so she can get the full effect of the leather jacket I just picked up from the back of someone’s chair. “Do you like it?” I pull a pose, pouting and sticking out a leg.

“Christ, Lara, get it off now,” she hisses, tugging it from my shoulders.

I grip it tighter, frowning with annoyance. “Jesus, Flick, calm down, would yah?”

“Do you know who this belongs to?”

I look at the name sewn on the right breast. “Erm . . .” I try to focus, but the amount of alcohol I’ve drank tonight makes it hard. “President?” I say in an unsure voice. “Oh, wait,” I frown again, “Solo.”

“President,” she hisses. “As in, the President of The Depraved Devils MC. As in, the motorcycle club. Do you know how bloody crazy they are?”

“Why are you always so dramatic, Flick? I put his jacket on, it’s not a crime.”

“I actually feel sick. I think I might be sick,” she mutters, fanning her face dramatically with a cocktail menu.

“Relax, I’ll just take it off and put it back.”

She grabs my arm in a death grip. “No, if he catches you, he’ll know you took it. Oh god, what are we going to do?”

“Is it time for the grand opening yet?” Robyn’s voice rings out as she approaches from the dance floor. “Oh, cool jacket. A little big, though. Did you get it from a giant?”

“Yes, good idea,” says Flick, grabbing my hand. “Let’s get out of here before the owner of that jacket strings you up by your throat.”

We get funny looks as we make our way along the road to Maine’s, the bar my brother recently purchased. The opening is tonight, and although we probably took pre-drinks a little too seriously, I’m excited to arrive.

Inside, it looks amazing. It’s a warm, welcoming space with a small stage in the corner where a woman is singing something soulful. The golden lights twinkle, giving the place a glow like you’re surrounded by a million tiny candles. The last time I was in here, the bar wasn’t quite finished, so it’s amazing to see the final look and to know all my brother’s hard work has paid off.

I spot Lucas and rush over, throwing myself in his arms. He laughs, picking me up and spinning me around. “Easy, tiger, how much have you had to drink?” I smile up at my eldest brother. He’s always looked out for us. He’s responsible and caring, which was good considering our parents were the total opposite. The minute he turned eighteen, he worked hard to get us away from them. He’s almost thirty-eight now and is finally living his dream with this bar.

“Probably a little too much. Where’s Liam?” My other brother is the middle child and not nearly as responsible as Lucas, even at the grand age of thirty-three. Both of them look after me, though. They’re overprotective and always make sure I have whatever I need. Being twenty-eight myself, I shouldn’t need to rely on them, but I often do. It’s what big brothers are for.