Whispers, Ash

Isla Vance knows how fire speaks. As a forensic investigator, she’s spent years reading the aftermath of infernos—chasing origin points, deciphering scorch patterns, and telling stories through ash. But when she returns to her hometown to probe a string of eerily familiar arson cases, the evidence begins to whisper something more personal.

The town remembers what she buried.

The flames remember who lit them.

Haunted by fragmented memories and an unfinished childhood trauma, Isla follows a trail that twists back into her own past. As each burned site reveals uncanny patterns and cryptic symbols, the lines between professional and personal blur. The deeper she digs, the more time unravels—moments fold in on themselves, and what once felt certain begins to collapse.

Why does every fire feel like a reenactment?

Who left the box for her beneath the scorched confessional?

And why do the voices in the smoke sound like her mother?

As Isla edges closer to the truth, one thing becomes chillingly clear: this case isn’t about finding the arsonist. It’s about finding out who she’s always been.

Can you trust the story your memory tells you—when the flames tell another?

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This novel is part of REVERB!, an interconnected collection of standalone supernatural thrillers.

In REVERB!, twelve standalone supernatural thrillers unravel the dark space between the spoken and the unspeakable. Each story drops you into a different haunted setting—abandoned houses, cursed forests, forgotten towns—where a single whisper sparks a chilling unraveling of truth, memory, and fate.

From grieving parents and haunted investigators to broken lovers and trapped strangers, every protagonist faces a unique descent into the unknown. These aren’t just ghost stories. They’re psychological collisions, where what’s buried doesn’t stay buried, and what speaks in the dark may not want to be understood—only obeyed.

With atmospheric suspense, slow-burning dread, and unforgettable twists, this series pulls you to the edge and dares you to listen. Because once the whisper starts, it never stops.

REVERB!

The past doesn’t haunt you. It waits.