Sigyn wouldn’t like to admit it, but her father holds all the power by refusing to give her a title. Inadvertently, he leads her to seek help from the trickster god, Loki. Their relationship grows, and the fate Odin has been trying to avoid comes closer with his growing disdain.

In a room full of gods, I was nothing at all.

An outstanding debut novel from master story weaver Cat Rector.

From Grace Zhu’s awesome cover art to the intriguing synopsis, I knew this book was meant for me.

As someone already acquainted with most of the myths included, this heart-rendering retelling of Sygin’s life in the likeness of Circe surpassed my expectations.

The Goddess of Nothing At All has one of the best romances I’ve read. It includes my favourite depiction of Loki: he’s complex, dreamy, and flawed. Sigyn, while being a goddess, is still relatable.

Nothing helpful would come from worrying, so I got myself some water and sat down to worry anyway.

I loved the portrayal of gods as humane and spiteful, the display of the hardships of partnership and parenthood, and the queer representation. This is a dark novel not suited for the faint of heart.