what remains of edith finch review

What are the gods that reign above humanity? Darwin pondered this question countless times. It wasn't until he seized their power and became a god-slayer himself that he glimpsed the answer—a truth more terrifying than he could have imagined: that divinity has nothing to do with benevolence or light, but is instead defined by distortion and desolation. Darwin's old world shattered on his eighteenth birthday, with the loss of his family. Pushing open the blood-stained door, he stepped not merely into a destiny of vengeance, but into a dark realm festering just beneath the skin of reality—a place where the carcasses of fallen deities and the madness of alien dimensions writhe and intertwine.

"Just because I love you that doesn't mean I am weak and unable to get my revenge. I, Smrity Thakuri never lowered her head to anyone. I was always Queen and I will always be Queen no matter what." She declared her revenge to her beloved family, but who would have thought after avenging. She lost her own family, who would have thought after getting so much power and after clarifying everything she would be trapped another game. Where she payed cost was her family's life whom she treasured most. Will she able to get another revenge? Or she will trapped into another scheme? Here is love triangle, romance,revenge, hatred, scheme and mystery. Most important confusing story plot... I suggest you all to read it... *********************************** Dear reader, This is my first novel, I want all of your support and please give me rating and review. I will consider all your criticism as my appreciation because it will give me opportunity to improve myself. Smriti

(Completed) A love story between a spunky reborn cursed witch and a black-bellied shaman. Fang Aisa died and returned to the time when she was fifteen. There are more than 100 reasons to avoid him, but why did she want to see him again? Hmph, she will avoid the devil. She will live her life the way she wants. But, why can she suddenly see dead people after her rebirth? MC: Witchy Powers? Curse? Gods? Are you kidding me? ML: I am your gigolo. MC: Who wants someone like you? I am into older men. ML: Can you run away from me? _________________________________ Instagram: Koch_Norah Goodreads. www.goodreads.com/norah_koch Picture Credit: Photo by Alvin Mahamudov on Unsplash ___________________________________ ****Full list of my novels******* Novels with Interconnected Worlds: 1. The Love That Remains (Completed) 2. His Mischievous Time-Traveler: How to capture a celebrity husband? (Completed) 3. His Devious Harbinger: How To Tame A Wicked God? (Completed) 4. Supernatural Investigation 101: Chronicles of Nakashima Wakana  5. When A Ghoul Falls In Love 6. Hunting for a Husband in a Vampire Apocalypse Standalone Novels:  Her Wicked CEO: How To Seduce A Hikikomori Wife? Miss Chicken & Her Mister The Villainous Emperor is My Pet? (Available on Goodnovel.com) Bad x Bad: My Dear Hana (Available on Goodnovel.com)

In the Wasteland of Aldria, survival is not heroic . it is habitual. Jason lost his parents to a monster attack long before he understood what strength meant. He grew up learning a simpler rule instead: if something can be saved, it should be saved. Not because it is right, but because living with loss is heavier than risk. Now living in the city, Jason survives on small work, careful choices, and the belief that no help is ever free. The Wasteland rewards neither courage nor caution consistently only those who endure long enough to understand its cost. A system exists in this world. It records growth. It assigns levels and numbers. But it does not explain itself, does not guide, and does not protect. Strength comes slowly, unevenly, and often too late. As Jason becomes entangled with guilds, politics, ruins, and people who each want something different from him, every decision narrows his future sometimes quietly, sometimes permanently. Some paths lead to survival. Some to influence. Some to death. The world does not pause for understanding. It only moves forward, carrying what remains.

Aurion is used to being overlooked. When attention doesn’t come, he moves on—quietly, without protest. But in the silence he keeps returning to one question: what does he really want when no one is watching him? And slowly, he starts to realize loneliness isn’t about being alone—it’s about not knowing what you’re searching for.

The world has never seen hybrids before. They're just fairytale characters, right? Wrong. Lyla just wanted some pets, but ended up with seven hybrids. The seven hybrids just want a forever home, but what will happen when their secrets are revealed? Read more to find out Lyla's family secrets and the horrid past the hybrids tried so hard to forget. “No! Don’t touch them! They’re mine! They’re my hybrids!” (hybrid fic)

Emily Sheffield's parents are the worst. Okay, maybe Emily has been erratic and her behavior a little reckless lately, but shipping her off to live with her grandparents in Alaska is so much worse than she deserves. For Aiden Cohen, life in Alaska is perfect: good grades, great friends, and work he loves. There's just one thing missing: his mom. But a disastrous first meeting with his birth mom leaves Aiden stunned and ready to go back to his ordinary life in Alaska. A confusion on the runaway prevents the plane from landing, but when the plane hits a bad patch of turbulence, throwing it off-course, the pilots lose control. The plane crashes, leaving Emily, Aiden, and two dozen other passengers stranded on a creepy island. But they aren't the only ones on the island, and it's now a race against time for someone to find them before the island's inhabitants do. WARPED REMAINS is created by Kara Leigh Miller, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

A car accident changed my life completely, and a series of unexpected adventures followed one after another. A perfect exam score, mastery of lottery scratching, a basketball prodigy, or a swimming champion? No — I am omnipotent. -------------------------------------- Author’s/TL's Note: Thank you for reading my novel! Your votes, comments, and Golden Tickets keep this story alive. Your support means everything. Love the story? Show your support with Power Stones — every one of them fuels my motivation! Found a mistake or plot issue? Drop a comment — I’ll fix it ASAP! The cover art is AI-generated. ----------------------------------------- Dropping this one because the contract application got rejected. Anyone who wants the chapters to be updated, pls leave a review. I'll upload again. Thanks, and sorry to all the people who supported this. :)

Ava Mitchell returns to New York after a year in hiding following the tragic death of her fiancé, Ben Carter, in a Times Square accident. Her life has never been the same. But when Ava sees a man who looks exactly like Ben, her beliefs begin to crumble. Could Ben still be alive? Or is there a much bigger secret waiting to be uncovered? In her search for answers, Ava is pulled into a world of disguises, betrayal, and deadly conspiracies. Amid the chaos of New York City, Ava must choose: pursue the love she lost, or save herself from the danger closing in.

“Your life will become a letter.” Vein died in regret. But when he opened his eyes, he was no longer in the world he once knew. He stood in a land of magic and monsters. A world where the night howls with beasts unseen. A world where spells flow like wind through trembling hands. A world where everyone carries wounds that cannot be seen. Vein does not seek power. He does not seek a throne. He only wants one thing— To find a reason to keep living. Yet in this world, every choice branches into another possibility. Every loss gives birth to another fate. And every death leaves behind a letter. As the past he tried to bury begins to chase him once more, Vein must confront the truth of his own heart. This is not a story about becoming the strongest. This is a story about loss. About forgiveness. About the courage to live on after everything is gone. And when he finally stands alone and screams— “I am alive.” Will the world answer back?