FENRIR’S CUBBIES
Work In Progress

THE SEASON of perpetual hope. What a fucking joke!‘ Edda truly hated the sodding Yuletide. Hel, she hated the whole damn winter season. ‘Joyful, my arse! Dealing with snow and darkness and people with the blooming winter blues for half the year. Delightful! Oh, and why are we celebrating midwinter now, anyway? It’s not the middle of the blasted winter yet.’

It’s New Year’s Eve in Sundsvall, a northern seaside city on Sweden’s east coast. Edda, who’s been through the wringer over the past two years, has hit rock bottom. Angel decides to break her friend out of the negative cycle she’s been in so they can ring in the new year in style. Convinced a few drinks and a decent shag can cure most evils, she drags a reluctant Edda to The Palace, the fancy downtown nightclub where they both work.

This the last of the Yuletide parties and the place is packed with homecomers on the prowl for a joyride. And, of course, the locals have come out to mingle and play. As people’s pasts, presents and futures collide in the crowded nightclub, Edda takes refuge in the darkest corner of the basement cocktail bar. And that’s where Horse, the President of Fenrir’s Cubbies, finds her…

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— PSA: Please Read!

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— Preface

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— Prologue

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1, An Intervention

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2, Life of the Party

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3, Birthday Boy

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First published online in 2021 on www.aswewrite.com and on Wattpad.

All characters in this publication are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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