You enjoyed how Mary Jekyll pulls together Catherine, Beatrice, Justine, and Diana to hunt a killer with Holmes and Watson popping in — a team effort where each woman’s unusual gifts matter. In The Witches of New York, Adelaide, Eleanor, and apprentice Beatrice Dunn form their own tight-knit circle, running a teashop by day and confronting sinister forces by night. If the Athena Club’s mix of camaraderie, banter, and shared sleuthing hooked you, this ensemble of clever, magically talented women facing dark threats in 1880s New York will scratch the same itch.

If you loved how Mary keeps the investigation moving while Catherine narrates with backbone and Beatrice’s poisonous breath and Justine’s strength tip the scales, you’ll click with Lady Trent. In A Natural History of Dragons, Isabella defies Victorian constraints with sharp wit and scientific grit, chronicling expeditions the way Catherine documents the Athena Club’s exploits. That same sense of a capable woman carving out space in a world of men — with humor and bite — is front and center.

Catherine’s cheeky asides, Diana’s irreverent barbs, and the tongue-in-cheek nods to classic monsters give Goss’s book its effervescent charm. Soulless brings the same fizzy wit to Victorian London, where Alexia Tarabotti spars verbally (and otherwise) with werewolves and vampires. If you grinned at the Holmes cameos and the Athena Club’s quick quips while hunting an anatomist’s conspiracies, you’ll adore Carriger’s droll dialogues and comedic spins on supernatural society.

You enjoyed how Catherine Moreau literally argues with her own text, with Mary and the others interjecting — a story that knows it’s a story even as it chases a murderer tied to secret societies. The Eyre Affair cranks up that playful metafiction: Thursday Next hops into the pages of Jane Eyre to catch a literary criminal, remixing canon with gleeful, clever twists. If the Athena Club’s fourth-wall nudges and literary mashups delighted you, Fforde’s book doubles down on that game.

If the “almost-science, almost-magic” vibe of Beatrice’s toxins, Justine’s engineered strength, and the Alchemists’ Society against a foggy London backdrop appealed to you, The Watchmaker of Filigree Street offers a similarly hushed enchantment. Thaniel meets Keita Mori, a clairvoyant watchmaker whose clockwork automata and quiet foresight tangle him in conspiracies and explosions. It’s the same gentle, gaslit strangeness you felt following Mary and Holmes through London’s alleys — with magic that feels like an elegant secret.