1/2986 — Annelie Wendeberg

Remnants of humanity are scattered high in the mountains, far from the deadly disease that wiped out ten billion lives. While everyone claws for survival, Micka cuts lines and numbers into her skin. The day she decides to press the blade deeper, a stranger steps into her life and makes an offer she finds hard to decline.



I would like to thank everyone who has joined me on my wild ride as an indie author. The most rewarding gems I found on this journey are your emails, and your comments on my webpage and Facebook page. You have encouraged me to write more than one book (The Devil's Grin), and with that, you helped me become a full-time author (I'm almost there).

But I also have to apologise. If you expected a fifth Anna Kronberg thriller, you might be disappointed by this SciFi that's very far away from the Victorian London we roamed together. But it's just as stinky, dirty, and disease-ridden. So maybe, you'll enjoy it anyway.