Ash: Everything That Burned Still Screams

Ethan Varn was a fire investigator who walked away from the job-and from the flames that once scorched more than just skin. Years later, when a new blaze ignites in the ruins of a building he thought was erased, he's pulled back into the black heart of a case that never really ended.Bones are found unburned. Symbols rise beneath the soot. And a single, scorched Polaroid-of a child's party and a fire that was never supposed to reach them-lands in his hands like a curse returning home.As Ethan unravels a spiral of coverups, vanished witnesses, and impossible heatless fires, he finds the pattern pointing not outward-but inward. The buildings may be silent now, but something buried in their foundations still remembers the screams. Still waits.To find the truth, Ethan must descend into the very ash he once helped scatter, face the memories he was ordered to forget, and uncover the ritual that burned more than just walls. Because this fire wasn't a tragedy. It was an offering.What happens when the investigator becomes the ignition? And what if the only way out… is remembering what you were made to forget? There is a city that devours what it can't bury.Its streets bleed. Its shadows whisper. Its people forget how to scream.In this splatter noir anthology, each story is carved from the rawest nerves of humanity-then soaked in the aftermath. These aren't crimes to be solved. They are wounds that never clot. Behind every locked door, under every flickering streetlamp, something festers: a secret, a betrayal, a body that won't stay dead.The protagonists here are not heroes. They are fractured, filthy, and far too familiar. A mortician who stitches lies into the mouths of corpses. A child who sees sins glowing beneath the skin. A cop who plants bones instead of finding them. A priest who whispers mercy while wielding knives.Every volume is one more word in the unspeakable sentence that this city writes in blood.And the ellipsis never ends…This is Ash, Vein, Hollow, Silence, Pale, Sin, Red, Rain, Bone, E series not about death, but the art of dying over and over again-without ever being buried.Read them in order.Or don't.The city doesn't care.It only wants you inside.Forever.