Go to Hail (The Hail Raisers Book 2)

By: Lani Lynn Vale
Dedication

To my son, who right now is outside my window shooting a bow and arrow at a target that makes a shit ton of noise. I love you, but right now, you’re driving me insane so this one is to you. <3





Acknowledgements

Kellie Montgomery- Thank you for reading these, and never complaining about the amount of crap you have to fix.

Ellie McLove- Thank you so much for agreeing to take me on as an editor. I hope you don’t regret it. LOL

Golden Czermak- I love that you do what you do. You certainly make my life a whole lot easier when it comes to finding the perfect cover for my babies.

Andrew James- your picture blew me away. Thank you for posing for it!





Everybody has problems. But Travis? Yeah, he has so many problems that he finds it hard to breathe sometimes.

He spends five years catering to his ex-wife’s every want and need—all to make it possible to continue to see his child.

He isn’t supposed to fall in love with a woman, but he does.

He isn’t supposed to find someone that is willing to put up with his ex-wife’s crazy antics, but he has.

He isn’t supposed to be happy, but he is.

And all it takes is his ex-wife finding out about his newfound peace for things to change.

***

Hannah saw him and knew he was the one.

All it took was one look into that haunted man’s eyes, and she was lost, never to be found again.

She thinks she has it all. His love, a new baby made with that love, and a house to raise their blended family.

She’s wrong, and Travis’ ex-wife is out to prove it.

***

Travis doesn’t deserve Hannah. All he’s done is hurt her.

She’s done everything in her power to keep everyone happy, but the more she tries, the harder his ex-wife pushes. Until one day, there’s nothing left to push.

Hannah leaves, and Allegra wins.

But Travis isn’t willing to let her have her way any longer.

He fights back and only gets a bullet to the chest to show for it.





Prologue


Life is so boring when you don’t have an online order to look forward to.

-Fact of Life

Travis

I watched her cross the room, and I liked what I saw.

My breath caught in my throat, and my heart started to pound.

That was unusual.

Normally, I tried to stay away from women.

They were trouble.

Big fucking trouble.

Trouble that I didn’t have time to deal with right then.

“… she’s one of my good friends who is here to help ascertain if any of these ladies are in need of medical attention. Hannah, this is Travis Hail. Do you…”

Her name. He’d said her name. What was her name?

He’d said something more, but I couldn’t fucking breathe.

This close, she was goddamn mesmerizing.

We stared into each other’s eyes long enough to acknowledge that there was something there, but moments later a pained cry from a woman across the room had Hannah whirling around like she’d been called directly by name.

Then she was gone, and I watched her work.

Watched while she did her job, and made sure that every person that she was helping had the best possible care she could give.

Then, as if in a daze, she disappeared once everything was said and done.

And I was left wondering who the hell the girl was that had made my heart sing.





Chapter 1


I want to be a nice person, but everyone is just so stupid.

-Travis’ secret thoughts

Travis

I looked around the house, wondering how this had become my life.

Seven years ago, everything was okay.

Seven years ago, I was living the dream.

I had my own business that my brother and I had purchased with help from my father. Dante was my partner. We opened a club together. I had a wife and kid.

And now…nothing.

My wife was no more. I had a kid that hated me because her mother poisoned everything that came out of her mouth.

And, now there was Dante who was so far in the deep end, head barely above water, that I wasn’t sure whether he was going to sink or swim.

I was short a few drivers at our business, working fourteen-hour days at minimum. I needed at least three more workers and about ten more hours in the day to cover the workload that Dante had left behind.

And then there was Hannah…and my son, Travis Junior, also known as TJ.

“Anything?”

I looked over to find my other brother, Reed, standing in the doorway.

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