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Grinder: Petite Mort Short Cuts
“Grinder is like nothing you’ve seen before,” Rodrigo said. “Ecstasy. Molly. Nothing comes close. It’s powerful. One must be careful.” Ghost and her two partners are flipping one more batch of weed, then they're out of the drug game for good. But when they arrive at Rodrigo’s ranch for the pickup, the cartel leader has something stronger than their usual order. A secret red liquid known as Grinder. One drop is an aphrodisiac. Two drops and you’ll fuck anything that moves.
Ghost and her trio are about to discover there’s more to this drug than meets the eye. “Grinder" is an erotic horror story originally published in the anthology Welcome to the Club edited by K. Trap Jones
Ghost and her trio are about to discover there’s more to this drug than meets the eye. “Grinder" is an erotic horror story originally published in the anthology Welcome to the Club edited by K. Trap Jones
17 pages, ebook
Published January 1, 2021
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Nikki Noir
26 books115 followersNikki Noir writes erotic thrillers, extreme horror, and bizarre plotlines. She enjoys reviewing all forms of dark fiction and art at her website That Spooky Beach
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March 21, 2023
3.8/5 - MC is named Ghost but this isn’t paranormal and she’s your average cloud-head. Think of that two ways: shaded by weed smoke & big dreams, hence her motorbike, molly-slinging BF. She’s turned on by the money, power & glory. Cue the Ultraviolence soundtrack for Lana Del Rey to croon to lusty babes, biker daddies, and bean-counters like Dean. Very up my alley but I’d like more physical descriptions as I get lost in all the small male names, who all seem too similar. It’s a single short story so we certainly need extra to cling to for memorability (though of course the cover rocks). I’d also like to know why Ghost hates her father.
Grinder is the name of the new designer drug her guys wanna push through town. It’s like more potent ecstasy mixed with the DMT stuff a frog’s back produces (remember the news stories and South Park allusions?). Ghost is already a hot-blooded girl, so this has got her feeling herself and surroundings twice as deep. So it’s named after all the grinding it makes you want to do on somebody and how dangerous it can be (making me think of meth). Some good suspense w/ the sexual tension and laced joints. The Gothic-style wooden house is a great setting mixed w/ sultry, sundressed Lupita who wants to get Ghost into bed for a three- or foursome w/ her bodyguard and dealing lover. Erotica, murder, bisexual vouyerism, auto-erotic affixation. It does a good job of presenting you w/ a lot of cool concepts without drowning you in them.
Of course some phrases are off-putting like “short lips,” “meat pole,” and “wet folds,” but that’s a sliver of the goings-on. What comes next is supposed to be gross, outlandish—a hallucination or byproduct of this predatory drug. Rodrigo talks too much like an exposition-heavy villain and, for being whacked out, seems too smart and stable-fingered to tie up anyone or do chemistry, so that took me out of the story. These delusions could happen to tweakers, but it felt sort of goofy.
It also made no sense Dean filled in all the things he didn’t explain, wording it like a doctor all of a sudden—even in a super stressful situation. I would have come to more sensible conclusions: testing the maximum doses on people, simply becoming a sex fiend of the highest order, knowing lethal paranoia is a side-effect of even normal drugs. Ghost acts too nonchalant toward the end. Dean is always emotionally flat, no defining characteristics besides being an implied cuckhold—which is pretty rare so begs insight. Ugh, “meat triangle,” who can think that phrase is sexy? LOL. End decent but could use more emotion and physicality, plotting of the future.
Grinder is the name of the new designer drug her guys wanna push through town. It’s like more potent ecstasy mixed with the DMT stuff a frog’s back produces (remember the news stories and South Park allusions?). Ghost is already a hot-blooded girl, so this has got her feeling herself and surroundings twice as deep. So it’s named after all the grinding it makes you want to do on somebody and how dangerous it can be (making me think of meth). Some good suspense w/ the sexual tension and laced joints. The Gothic-style wooden house is a great setting mixed w/ sultry, sundressed Lupita who wants to get Ghost into bed for a three- or foursome w/ her bodyguard and dealing lover. Erotica, murder, bisexual vouyerism, auto-erotic affixation. It does a good job of presenting you w/ a lot of cool concepts without drowning you in them.
Of course some phrases are off-putting like “short lips,” “meat pole,” and “wet folds,” but that’s a sliver of the goings-on. What comes next is supposed to be gross, outlandish—a hallucination or byproduct of this predatory drug. Rodrigo talks too much like an exposition-heavy villain and, for being whacked out, seems too smart and stable-fingered to tie up anyone or do chemistry, so that took me out of the story. These delusions could happen to tweakers, but it felt sort of goofy.
It also made no sense Dean filled in all the things he didn’t explain, wording it like a doctor all of a sudden—even in a super stressful situation. I would have come to more sensible conclusions: testing the maximum doses on people, simply becoming a sex fiend of the highest order, knowing lethal paranoia is a side-effect of even normal drugs. Ghost acts too nonchalant toward the end. Dean is always emotionally flat, no defining characteristics besides being an implied cuckhold—which is pretty rare so begs insight. Ugh, “meat triangle,” who can think that phrase is sexy? LOL. End decent but could use more emotion and physicality, plotting of the future.
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