Battle Hauler, Book 2

I am Garren Holt: Road Warrior. Donkey Whisperer. Monster Magnet. Harem Hauler. Round Two, Start! The bear’s dead, and the road ahead is wide open. I have survived monsters, bandits, assassins, and my own donkey’s attitude. Now we're rolling out to New Bastion, where the rift is fresh, the need for supplies greater, and the women are bolder. The plan’s simple: haul freight, make some coin, and carve out a home for my wild band of ladies. The reality? Every mile’s a death trap, hungry beasts, crooked guild officials, and a people in need. Of saving. Good thing I've got Bone Daddy’s muscle, Attila’s hooves, and enough fiery death-dealing women to start my own warband. Weapons ready. Cart loaded. Harem expanding. The road to New Bastion’s paved with brawls, bounties, babes, and I'm about to burn rubber all the way there. Grab the reins. The donkey kicks harder than ever, and this time, we're delivering more freedom than ever!