If the cat-and-mouse hunt for Bleeder—complete with identity-swapping, cryptic clues, and kandra secrets—hooked you in Shadows of Self, you'll love how Shara Komayd dissects a diplomat's murder in City of Stairs. Like Wax, she pieces together lies and suppressed history, navigating hostile officials and sanctified relics while the truth threatens to upend an uneasy empire. The twists land with the same “oh no, it was here all along” punch you felt when Harmony’s involvement snapped into focus.

If you loved the clockwork clarity of Allomancy and Feruchemy—how Wax juggles steelpush arcs, weight tricks, and bullet trajectories—Promise of Blood delivers that same rule-bound thrill. Powder mages burn gunpowder for heightened senses and ballistic feats while Privileged sorcerers bend the world’s laws. As conspiracies ripple through a post-coup capital (not unlike Elendel’s fractious Senate and Octant pressures), investigators chase assassins and unravel plots with crunchy magical mechanics at every turn.

If Wayne’s irreverent quips and offbeat improvisations kept you grinning through the shootouts and stakeouts, Rivers of London brings that same vibe. Rookie copper Peter Grant learns magic on the job while cracking cases for London’s tiniest supernatural unit—cue sardonic asides, bizarre evidence, and chaos with the charm of a Wax-and-Wayne stakeout gone sideways. It’s the genre-blend of constabulary procedure, arcane rules, and laugh-out-loud repartee you enjoyed with Marasi’s casework and Wayne’s hat-swapping antics.

If the Elendel Senate hearings, governor crises, and backroom deals around the Set fascinated you, The Goblin Emperor sinks you into court intrigue where every title, protocol, and petition matters. As Maia navigates scheming ministers and factions, the tension comes from the same careful political needle-threading you saw when Wax and Marasi balanced public order with hidden agendas—only here every bow, edict, and appointment can avert or spark disaster.

If Harmony’s nudges, the kandra’s fraught obedience, and Bleeder’s furious challenge to divine control stuck with you, Three Parts Dead interrogates power with the same bite. When a city’s patron god dies, a necromantic lawyer and her mentor must litigate salvation—pitting civic survival against divine autonomy and corporate-style sorcery. It captures the ethical tightrope you felt as Wax confronted whether a benevolent god has the right to pull mortal strings.