If Fortitude Scott tracking a predatory visiting vampire through New England with Suzume’s fox-trickster help hooked you, you’ll love how Midnight Riot drops rookie cop Peter Grant into London’s occult underbelly. Peter gets recruited into a tiny branch of the Met that handles river goddesses, ghosts, and capricious deities while juggling a murder case that keeps getting weirder. It’s the same urban-fantasy vibe—street-level legwork, folklore that bumps into modern policing, and dry humor—as when Fort tries to keep his mother’s vampire politics from spilling into a very mortal investigation.

Enjoyed Suzume’s gleeful pranks and the way her chaos bounces off Fort’s reluctant straight-man energy? In Discount Armageddon, ballroom-dancing cryptozoologist Verity Price wisecracks her way through New York’s monster scene while partnering (and sparring) with a buttoned-up monster-hunter. The tone lands right where Fort and Suzume’s stakeouts do—quippy, kinetic, and irreverent—right down to fights in city back alleys and banter that undercuts danger without deflating it.

If Fort’s refusal to drink blood on his family’s terms—and his struggle to define himself against a ruthless vampire clan (hello, Prudence)—pulled you in, Fledgling dives even deeper. Shori wakes with no memory and learns she’s a vampire of the Ina, piecing together her culture, power, and moral responsibilities while enemies close in. Like Fort choosing who he’ll be despite his mother’s expectations, Shori rebuilds her identity from scratch, weighing hunger, consent, and community in a way that makes every choice feel vital.

If Fort and Suzume’s hunt for the killer behind the disappearances—piecing together clues while skirting vampire politics—was your sweet spot, Storm Front gives you a wizard PI, Harry Dresden, tackling a string of brutal magical murders. As Harry follows the evidence, every lead drags him deeper into Chicago’s supernatural factions, much like how Fort’s case forces him to confront his clan’s power plays and the cost of breaking their rules.

If Fort’s close-quarters, confessional narration—juggling family obligations to a terrifying matriarch and the volatile tempers of siblings like Prudence—kept you turning pages, Moon Called offers that same immediacy. Mercy Thompson, a mechanic and coyote shapeshifter, narrates her entanglement with werewolf pack dynamics and the local vampire seethe (Marsilia, Stefan, and all their strings). Like Fort, Mercy threads personal loyalties through dangerous power structures, telling it straight from the front lines.