If the way Roland steps through the labeled doors — “The Prisoner,” “The Lady of Shadows,” “The Pusher” — into gritty 1980s New York thrilled you, you’ll love how Neverwhere plunges an ordinary man into London Below, a shadow-world of assassins, angels, and markets in abandoned stations. Like Roland navigating between Mid-World and our world, Richard Mayhew is yanked past the threshold and must survive treacherous guides, bizarre rules, and knife-edge bargains to find his way.

If Eddie’s brutal detox on the beach with the lobstrosities and Odetta/Detta’s struggle toward becoming Susannah hooked you, The Fifth Season delivers that same visceral metamorphosis. Across cataclysms, Essun, Damaya, and Syenite are broken, tempered, and remade; the book digs as deeply into survival and self-integration as Roland does when he gambles everything to bring his companions through the doors.

If you appreciated Roland’s cold pragmatism — from forcing Eddie through withdrawal to hijacking Jack Mort’s body to set his ka-tet — The Blade Itself revels in that moral gray. Glokta, Logen, and Jezal make choices as ruthless as Roland’s raid on Balazar’s den, and the book keeps asking how far you’ll go for the mission when the line between necessity and cruelty blurs.

If the lobstrosities’ maulings, the blood-soaked shootout at Balazar’s place, and the feverish, diseased vibe of Roland’s beach ordeal grabbed you, Perdido Street Station pushes that darkness further. New Crobuzon’s alleys crawl with nightmare biology and brutal politics; every discovery feels like stepping through one more door into danger you can’t quite name — and can’t look away from.

If watching Roland, Eddie, and Susannah harden into a ka-tet — bound by purpose more than blood — gave you chills, Six of Crows hits the same nerve. Kaz Brekker assembles a fractious crew for a suicidal job, and the ragged loyalty that forms under fire echoes the way Roland pulls Eddie from the brink and trusts Susannah after her crucible with “The Lady of Shadows.”