

Ashes in Her Mouth

The fire took more than walls. It took names. Faces. Pieces of me I’ll never get back.

Now it’s back. Different street, same smoke. Same teeth in the dark.

The brass call it arson. I call it unfinished business.

Every blaze leaves a mark a body, a whisper, a threat carved in soot. Someone wants me chasing. Someone wants me choking on the past.

I should walk away. Let the flames eat the city clean. But the next fire is already lit. And I know where it’s burning.

Not a matter of if I get there in time. Just what I’ll lose when I do.





Ashes in Her mouth 


Chapter 17: Teeth in the Flood
The water didn’t want us alive.
It spun, thrashed, tried to grind my body into stone. Each wave a hand, each current a jaw. My lungs screamed for air while the dark pressed closer, thick enough to drink.
Max’s grip burned into my wrist, crown thrashing like a nes...

The Brownstone Burns

The Weight of Smoke

Smoke in the Walls

Burn Patterns

The Teeth of Silence 

 The Mirror’s Hunger

The Drowned Choir

Mouth of the Flood 

The Sky Burns

Hunger in the Walls

The Eye

The Heart’s Demand

The Shape of Ruin 

The Weight of Fire 

The knife Between 

Teeth in the Flood 

The Rusted Crown 

The Drowned Face

The Hollow Crown 

Teeth in the Dark 

The Black Vein

Crown of Silence 

The Glass Vein

Drowning Glass

The Crown of Drowning 

The Bone Orchard 

The Hollow Choir 

The Rot Beneath 

The Drowning Mouth 

The Burned Horizon 

Mouth of the Vein

The Knife Between Shadows 

The Maw of Silence 

Crown of Drowned Kings

Hunger's Teeth 

The Drowning Crown

The Bloom of Teeth 

The Splintered Sky

The Maw Opens

The Bloom and the Blade 