If the Shattered Plains felt alive to you—the highstorms depositing crem, chasmfiend hunts driving strategy, and Alethi warcamp etiquette informing Dalinar’s every move—then The Grace of Kings will hit that same nerve. Ken Liu builds the Dara archipelago with breathtaking specificity: kite-borne commandos, ingenious siegecraft, and court rituals steer Kuni Garu and Mata Zyndu’s rise and clash. As with Dalinar’s codes and Sadeas’s betrayals, statecraft and culture don’t just decorate the world—they decide who wins and who falls.

If Kaladin’s precise Lashings and careful husbanding of Stormlight thrilled you, you’ll love the color-bending logic of chromaturgy in The Black Prism. Gavin Guile manipulates light into solid “luxin,” each hue granting distinct properties with strict costs and limits, while Blackguards and drafters deploy it in battlefield tactics as cleanly as a Shardbearer’s reach. Watching Kip train and learn the dangers of over-drafting mirrors the joy of parsing Bridge Four’s incremental mastery and the way Jasnah dissects the rules beneath the miraculous.

If you enjoyed shifting between Kaladin in the slave wagons, Shallan’s scholarship, and Dalinar’s warcamps—and seeing how their threads collide—Gardens of the Moon offers a similarly sweeping lens. You’ll march with Whiskeyjack’s squad like a grimmer cousin to Bridge Four, watch Tattersail and the mages alter battles as decisively as a Windrunner’s surge, and face powers on Anomander Rake’s scale. The siege of Pale and the intrigues in Darujhistan echo the layered campaigns and court maneuvering that made Sadeas’s double-dealings so gripping.

If Kaladin’s climb from bridgeman to the spear at the center of the storm hooked you, The Rage of Dragons delivers that same ferocity of ascent. Tau Tafari throws himself into bone-breaking training, duels, and battlefield trials to claw up the Omehi hierarchy, much like Kaladin forging Bridge Four into soldiers under the worst odds. The grit of the training yards and the relentless push toward command mirror the adrenaline and sweat of chasm runs—and the cost of leadership lands just as hard.

If Bridge Four’s transformation—from broken slaves to a tight-knit unit—was the heart of The Way of Kings for you, The Black Company is its grizzled ancestor. Through Croaker’s annals, you’ll feel the gallows humor, loyalty, and scars binding soldiers like Raven, One-Eye, and Goblin as they survive impossible contracts under the Lady’s command. That ride-or-die camaraderie amid moral murk recalls Kaladin teaching bridgemen to stand, shield, and believe—no Shards required.