If what gripped you in Summer Sons was Andrew’s descent through Nashville’s kudzu-choked backroads—street races, rotting houses, and a ghost that follows like a second shadow—The Boatman’s Daughter hits the same nerve. Davidson steeps you in a swampy, violent South where backwater deals and whispered witchcraft blur together. Like Andrew chasing the truth behind Eddie’s death, Miranda scrapes against power and old curses, and every page feels wet with river fog and menace.

You’ll recognize the same inward pull that drags Andrew toward Eddie’s absence—the way the haunting feels like both a supernatural claim and an intimate wound. In The Drowning Girl, Imp’s first-person account unspools memory, trauma, and possible hauntings with the same claustrophobic intensity. As Andrew sifts through Eddie’s secrets, Imp wrestles with her own reality: were the visions ghosts, a story, or an illness? It’s intimate, unsettling, and devastating.

If you liked how Summer Sons takes its time—Andrew drifting through classes and late-night runs before the curse fully bares its teeth—The Fisherman perfects that slow-burn. Two widowers find solace in fishing, then follow a rumor to a river with a history as black as tar. Like Andrew’s gradual uncovering of Eddie’s bargains, Langan layers folklore and confession until the personal grief cracks open into something vast and monstrous.

If the dangerous edges of Summer Sons—the drug-dealer entanglements, the late-night roads, the bodily cost of the haunting—stuck with you, Iglesias pushes that nerve to the limit. A desperate man takes a cartel heist that slides into brujería and bone-deep horror. Like Andrew realizing Eddie’s death is tangled with old, hungry powers, Mario discovers the job is a ritual in disguise. It’s brutal, bloody, and spiritually toxic in the best Southern-Gothic way.

If you were hooked by Andrew digging through Eddie’s research and lies—courseload by day, ghost work by night—Ninth House gives you another campus where magic hides under privilege. Alex Stern joins Yale’s secret societies to probe a dead girl and the rituals the rich think they can control. Like Andrew, Alex is an outsider who learns the rules of a hidden order just in time to break them, and every clue smells of grave dirt.