If the intricate swindles of Locke and the Gentlemen Bastards—the Don Salvara con, the sting operations under Father Chains, the escalating game with the Grey King—had you grinning, you’ll love the Ice Court job in Six of Crows. Kaz Brekker assembles a crew as sharp-tongued and loyal as Locke’s, with Inej, Jesper, Nina, Matthias, and Wylan pulling off audacious moves, last-second reversals, and double-crosses that echo the best capers in The Lies of Locke Lamora.

If you were drawn to how Locke and Jean operate in Camorr’s shark-infested waters—sparring with Capa Barsavi, outmaneuvering the Spider, and making brutal, questionable calls to survive—you’ll click with Glokta the torturer, Logen Ninefingers, and Jezal dan Luthar. The Blade Itself matches that blend of cynicism, razor-edged choices, and underworld maneuvering, swapping Elderglass canals for Adua’s cutthroat corridors of power.

If what hooked you was the brotherhood of the Gentlemen Bastards—Locke and Jean’s unshakable bond, the Sanza twins’ mischief, and the way Father Chains forged them into a family—you’ll adore the old mercenary band reuniting in Kings of the Wyld. Clay Cooper and his crew swap insults and loyalty in equal measure, delivering the same mix of heartfelt devotion and laugh-out-loud banter that made the Camorri crew so lovable.

If you enjoyed how Locke’s present-day cons are punctuated by interludes from Shades’ Hill—revealing how Father Chains trained him and how the Bastards learned their trade—Kvothe’s framed confession in The Name of the Wind will click. The tale shifts between the Waystone Inn and his rough-edged youth, layering revelations the way Lies drip-feeds the origins of the Spider, the Grey King, and Camorr’s underworld.

If Locke’s snark while staring down a Bondsmage or his grimly hilarious shark-pit bout made you cackle, Kinch Na Shannack’s voice in The Blacktongue Thief will be your catnip. He’s a debt-ridden thief spinning scams and quips to survive, trading barbs with companions like Galva and Norrigal while blundering into dangers that call for the same audacity and dark laughter that colored the Bastards’ escapades.