I'm not actually reading anything speculative at the moment. When I can summon the energy, I'm reading Charles Dickens's Barnaby rudge, but it's proving surprisingly hard going. It reads well, but the damned plot won't move!
Otherwise, I'm listening to a couple of Bernard Cornwell audio books. When I'm busy in the kitchen, I'm in the middle of Rebel, which is about a young man from Boston who joins The Confederate Army...
And when I'm on my exercise bike, I'm revisiting Stonehenge - A Novel Of 2000BC, which is about... Oh come on! You don't need me to spell it out do you?
Actually, Stonehenge does have magic in it, but only if you're one of the characters. To the reader, it's easy to see the coincidences and natural phenomena which are being mistaken for magic, but I'm certain that's deliberate.
And then at the end you're left wondering if maybe you were wrong and the characters were right after all.