If the backroom maneuvers between the Five Dragons—Corta Helio sparring with Mackenzie Metals, Sun, Asamoah, and Vorontsov—had you hooked, you’ll relish the imperial court chess of A Memory Called Empire. Like the Corta clan’s contract-duels and razor‑edged alliances, Ambassador Mahit Dzmare must survive assassination attempts, decode secret pacts, and outmaneuver power brokers who smile as they set traps. The same intoxicating mix of etiquette-as-weapon, strategic marriages, and leverage-by-law that drives Luna’s society fuels this tense, elegant political thriller.

If you loved how Luna: New Moon braided the Corta siblings, in‑laws, rivals, and fixers into one propulsive tapestry, River of Gods does the same with near‑future India: politicians, gangsters, AI researchers, and TV stars whose choices slam into each other with Corta‑style collateral. That sense that any deal—like a Corta Helio supply contract—can ripple across families and futures is alive here, building to the same kind of explosive, many-thread payoff.

Enjoyed hopping between Corta heirs, lawyers, and enemies to see the whole lunar game? Hyperion is a masterclass in that shifting-lens storytelling. Like watching the Five Dragons from every angle before the coup strikes, you get pilgrims whose distinct histories and motives refract a single oncoming catastrophe. The pleasure is in how each viewpoint recontextualizes the last—much as each Corta negotiation or betrayal redefines the stakes back on the Moon.

If the nuts‑and‑bolts reality of Luna—air and water as metered commodities, contracts as literal lifelines, habitats one gasket away from disaster—made the politics feel razor real, Red Mars delivers that same immersion. From terraforming battles to resource monopolies and settlement law, it captures the hard bargaining and brinkmanship you saw when Corta Helio fought to control helium‑3—and shows how engineering choices become political weapons on a hostile world.

If you were drawn to Luna’s cutthroat calculus—deals sealed with a smile and a knife, heirs like Rafa and Ariel Corta forced into brutal choices—The Stars Are Legion strips morality to the bone. Zan and Jayd navigate decaying world‑ships where alliances are as expendable as people, and every promise echoes the Corta habit of treating contracts as weapons. It’s the same intoxicating mix of ambition, betrayal, and family‑sized agendas—only bloodier and even more intimate.