If what hooked you in Nemesis was following the white-suited terrorist’s point-of-view as he announces the exact date he’ll destroy Chief Blake Morrow and then toys with him via meticulously cruel set pieces, you’ll click with Villanelle’s perspective here. She’s a hyper-competent assassin who treats each hit like performance art, drawing MI5 agent Eve Polastri into a taunting, intimate duel. The same thrill of inhabiting the villain’s headspace—and watching a brilliant opponent scramble to anticipate the next move—drives the momentum.

You watched Nemesis abduct the President, level a city block, and put Morrow through grotesque moral traps, all with a nasty wink. Joker delivers that same teeth-bared brutality. Seen through a low-level thug’s eyes, Joker’s crime spree turns Gotham into a slaughterhouse—nightclubs carved open, allies betrayed, bodies left as punchlines. It’s a grim, ground-level tour of a showboating monster’s atrocities, echoing Nemesis’s spectacle-first cruelty and darkly comic menace.

If you loved how Nemesis sets a clock, announces his target (Blake Morrow), and then checks off a ruthless plan step by step, Parker’s cold-blooded payback in The Hunter scratches the same itch. Parker moves through New York methodically dismantling the outfit that crossed him—no speeches, just surgical takedowns and logistics. It’s that same momentum of one unstoppable professional turning a city into a chessboard until the final, ruthless checkmate.

Nemesis thrives on rug-pulls—the late-game reveal that the white suit is a purchasable mantle, the way each public atrocity hides a deeper setup against Morrow. I Am Pilgrim rides that same rhythm. A retired spy is dragged back in to chase a near-mythic adversary whose bio-terror plot unfolds through layered feints and reveals. As with Nemesis’s citywide stunts, each discovery forces the hunter to rethink the entire board.

Nemesis’s spectacle—broadcast kill-dates, synchronized citywide chaos, and public humiliations of Blake Morrow—mirrors the theatrical criminality in The Lies of Locke Lamora. Locke and his Gentleman Bastards pull layered cons with props, personas, and timing that would make Nemesis grin—until a rival ups the stakes with blood-soaked reprisals. You’ll get the same rush of intricate planning, shocking reversals, and audacious public set-pieces—just in a different world.