At the moment I'm really excited about Gail Carriger's Parasol Protectorate series. It's got a steampunk Victorian England inhabited by werewolves, vampires, ghosts, and Alexia Tarabotti who has no soul and is thus able to temporarily negate supernatural powers by touch. And even though the setting sounds like a cliche, the series is refreshing and awesome and cheeky and sexy and very well-written, and women and sexual minorities are well represented, which makes your friendly neighbourhood Breelander (the Shire folk did call them queer, didn't they?) very happy.
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