If Miller’s dogged hunt for Julie Mao through Ceres and Eros hooked you—the dead-end interviews, the corrupt Star Helix corridors, and the way one missing person unraveled a system-wide cover‑up—you’ll love the way Takeshi Kovacs digs into Laurens Bancroft’s "suicide" in Altered Carbon. It’s got the same hardboiled voice, seedy power brokers, and messy morality you saw in Miller’s choices, but turned up with body‑swapping tech and corporate empires that make the OPA and Protogen look almost modest.

If the leap from the Canterbury’s destruction to the Donager firefight to the protomolecule’s terrifying reveal thrilled you, Revelation Space delivers that same sweeping, interstellar rush. Multiple storylines—Dan Sylveste’s dangerous archaeology, Ilia Volyova’s haunted starship, and a mercenary on the hunt—converge around ancient alien secrets with consequences as chilling and vast as Eros going rogue under alien influence.

If you were riveted by Fred Johnson playing power-broker between OPA factions, Earth, and Mars—and by how Holden’s broadcasts could ignite or defuse crises—A Memory Called Empire hits that nerve. Ambassador Mahit Dzmare navigates a glittering imperial court where one misstep can spark a war, and where information control and public narrative matter as much as a railgun—much like those tense standoffs that shaped the fate of Eros and Ceres.

If the nightmarish metamorphosis of Eros and the gritty, air-and-water-scarce existence of Belters stuck with you, The Stars Are Legion channels that same ferocity. Inside decaying world-ships, battles are fought in corridors of living metal, memory is suspect, and survival demands brutal choices—echoing the bleak calculus Holden, Naomi, Amos, Alex, and Miller faced when the station itself turned hostile.

If you loved how Leviathan Wakes fleshed out Ceres docks, the Rocinante’s systems, and the corporate-military web behind Protogen and the UNN, Pandora’s Star offers a feast of big, lived‑in ideas. It digs deep into interstellar infrastructure, politics, and tech—much like the nuts-and-bolts feel of the Epstein-drive ships and station economies—then detonates it all with a discovery whose fallout rivals the protomolecule’s first awakening.