Hammered (A Shadows of Chicago Novel) by Rose Hudson

ham·mer ˈhamər/
past tense: hammered; past participle: hammered
1.hit or beat (something) with a hammer or similar object.
2. informal attack or criticize forcefully and relentlessly.

Fighting has been engrained—hammered into me. It’s something I know all about, yet wish I knew nothing at all. For the last seventeen of my twenty-seven years, hurt has fueled my desire in the ring. But I want better. I’ve paid my dues. I want far away from this life. I thought I finally had my chance and then corruption threatened to take it away. I’m no stranger to challenge; it just makes me more determined to come out on top—of my world and her. She thinks we’re from opposites sides of the track, and she’s right. But we’re both blinded by pain, and I see hers. I’ve fought plenty of fights and Lydia Norberg may prove to be my strongest opponent yet.

I craved a man’s hands on me for no other reason than pure, unadulterated lust. No hidden expectations of more, just pleasure, anything to take my mind off my reality and send me into orbit around a brighter place. So I took a chance by attending an Elite party—young professionals looking for sex, no strings attached. At first glance, they all looked pretty boring until I saw him. I only knew him as Stone, no last names, no personal information exchanged; those were the rules. Little did I know, he represents everything I desire and everything I fear.

ellie's $0.02's:

If this one didn't slap me in the face and call me ellie, I don't know what would.

Hudson came out of left field, right field, center field and Taco Bell.  At least I hope Taco Bell.  This book was a stunner.  Initially I was worried with five bazillion, trillion, funfrillion plots going on (that may be a slight exaggeration), but Hudson ties all the plots together intricately, seamlessly, and brilliantly.  

Wrong side of the tracks meets the right side of the tracks - - or basically, characters with completely opposite upbringings twist together and well... fall in love I guess.  I could go on and on about the character development, but what really really struck me about this one was the complexity of so much going on at once, but stringing it together and actually MAKING SENSE.  THAT, my friends, takes talent.  If an author can mix all this shit into a bowl and come up with a cake at the end, I'm impressed.  And this book is a motherfucking cake.

I hope we get baked some cakes about the supporting characters.   Hint.  Hint.  Hint.

Everything about this book hit me in the right spots.  It's a definite thumbs up and think about it... you get five quadrillion great plots in one.  Win-win.