Sharon Crane has lost everything, except the belief in her innocence and the love for her son. She can’t remember the horrible events that took place on the night her husband’s pregnant mistress was brutally murdered, but Sharon was the last person to see her alive and apparently the only one with a motive.

Sharon is serving time for the murder in a psychiatric prison ward and hasn’t seen her husband and son in two years. She survives on the dream of freedom, justice and rejoining with her son … until one afternoon when she gets the chance to escape and seizes it.

Outside, in a labyrinth of darkness: hunted, desperate and racing against time, Sharon realizes that she is fighting a cunning and cruel enemy determined to destroy her.

“Annika von Holdt writes blood-gushingly well and keeps the suspense in a tight grip…”
–Holger Ruppert. BT
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“Fierce thriller. Annika von Holdt draws from her great geographical and cultural outlook…”
–Annette Kruhøffer. Østerbro Avisen
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In the night-dark recesses of rural Georgia, far away from the city’s reliable bustle, a victim of a terrible demented evil finds the strength to escape, if only for a short while. She is alive, but dead to the world: no one knows her name and nobody knows she went missing.

In the wake of a personal tragedy, Máire Ann Mercer has to pick up the pieces of her shattered life and start all over again. This time with no real purpose.

When a trip to Savannah suddenly turns into bizarre horror, Máire senses a deep danger and fears for the safety of a young woman, who seems to be held somewhere against her will at mortal risk.

Máire turns to the police, but as she tries to make sense of the threat, the police are sceptical and uncooperative.

Ignoring the dangers, Máire sets out to find the woman on her own, following an intuitive trail that leads to long-forgotten secrets deep within the sultry darkness of the woods.

“Annika von Holdt makes Dr. Lecter look like a boy scout … satanically black and merciless…”
–Jan Wandall. MetroXpress
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“Merciless and unrestrained evil. As a reader you hardly breathe…”
–Ole Nørhave. Nordjyske
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A tragedy has changed Sean Reeve’s life forever. He barely survives a car crash that leaves him without any recollection of his life before the accident. With his wife and daughter he moves to an old house in the south of England to get better and work on a new manuscript. Rumor has it that the house is cursed and haunted by the former owners young daughter who mysteriously drowned in the adjoining lake.

Sean doesn’t believe in curses, let alone ghosts, but from the moment they move in strange things start to happen. Sean’s personality and appearance change, and he begins to have horrifying nightmares of being buried alive.

Sean fears for his sanity, as events escalate dangerously out of control. But does the real threat hide in the hauntingly dark history of the house, or in the human mind?

“Nattetimen was created for the night hours, and Annika von Holdt is first rate…”
–Bente Wiik. Fyns Amts Avis
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“Annika von Holdt delivers with this, her second novel, cleverly set on the genre’s fundamentals of funerals and lingering remnants…”
–Bo Tao Michaelis. Politiken
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Patrice Devon’s quiet life is crushed when she finds herself standing face to face with the man who raped and tried to kill her 12 years earlier. When the man is found savagely mutilated shortly after, Patrice is thrown into the FBI’s spotlight.

FBI-agent, Jack Khane digs into the case and finds that all is not as it first appeared. At the same time, Patrice becomes stalked by an unseen watcher and plagued by phone calls from a seemingly disturbed woman, who is convinced that the Antichrist has returned.

Patrice begins to suffer from peculiar dreams and visions, as her telephone rings ceaselessly and someone follows her where ever she goes. Too late, Patrice realizes that there’s a connection between the woman, her own haunting nightmares and her darkest and worst fears.

“Annika von Holdt locks the reader in a tight grip of constant suspense…”
–Kirsten Purkær. Vestkysten
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“Enjoy the ride to Nightmare…”
–Fyns Amts Avis
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