Male/Male Paranormal and Crime Novella
Tough PI Frank McGuire agrees to help the FBI locate three abducted children from a small town in West Virginia. When Frank channels his inner spirit for assistance, he mistakenly calls forth a ghost.
As Frank races against time to locate the missing girls, he receives help from a dead spirit. Rand issues an ultimatum―commit to a relationship or risk losing his love when he returns from chasing ghosts.
The Crossroads series is a scorchingly hot and blends mystery, suspense, romance and at times, the paranormal.
All four books in the series can be read as stand-alone gay romance with the same characters, a happy-for-now ending and no cliffhangers.
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"This book is a must have! If you read Crossroads and loved it as much as I did, you need to get your hands on a copy of Crossroads Showdown. This book gives you a deeper look into the tough PI Frank (which some readers have said is a bit tough and sometimes a bit cruel). In this novel, you’ll see a new side of Frank. He’s not a cruel man but someone who has lived a rough life. The suspense in this novel will keep you guessing about where things will lead Frank in the end as well as what will happen between Frank and Rand." Talk About My Favorite Authors ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
"I have loved watching Rand grow through the series and become the man Frank needs. This series is 4 dynamic books that carry elements of suspense and romance. Coming from Keta Diablo this are a killer combination. Book Junkie ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
"Frank’s demons are definitely out to play this round, but it was nice to see him shove them to the side and do what he knew in his heart was right for Rand Literary Nymphs ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
“Franks cases are interesting and always keep me guessing. I can’t wait to start Diablo's next Crossroads book Crossroads Shadowland, Book 4.” Night Owl Romance ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
"Ms. Diablo is a writer of imposing imagination, creating characters the reader connects to and situations that are intriguing and fresh. I have the feeling we’ve been set up for more from Frank and Rand in the future and I, for one, am eager to see what’s next for these two." Whipped Cream Erotic Reviews ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
“I will have to say this novella was very good! I really wanted the story to be the focal point and it did shine through. The ghost theme brought a little supernatural mix to the story which I loved as well.” Steph, Goodreads ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
"Keta Diablo delivers yet another steamy, hot, sexy and mysterious male/male erotic romance novel that will have you panting as well as making you want more. You won’t want the story to end." Phoebe Jordan, Goodreads ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
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Publisher: Independently Published
Heat Level: 4
Romantic Content: 4
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 18-25
Protagonist 2 Age: 26-35
Tropes: Age Difference, Alpha Character, Badass Hero, Criminals & Outlaws, Friends to Lovers, Unrequited Love
Word Count: 21,000
Setting: Baltimore, MD
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Continuous / Same Characters
Rand nodded and answered with a smile. "More than okay, but I need another shower now."
Frank grabbed the bottle of whiskey and poured a double shot into the glass. "Go ahead, and then we need to talk."
Rand’s eyes narrowed. "Sounds serious."
"No, nothing too serious." He flapped a wrist in the air. "I need to go out of town for a while and just wanted you to know."
"Oh-oh; out of town always means serious." He plucked the towel from the floor and wrapped it around his waist. "The shower can wait." Rand slumped into a nearby chair. "So, tell me. What’s up?"
Frank shivered. The room had grown cool, almost cold. The words wafted around him, the tiny voice stopping his heart for a beat or two. Shut your eyes of blue. Bringing dreams to you.
Rand’s voice came to him through a tunnel. "Frank, you all right? Frank . . .?"READ MORE
He placed his fingers to his temples and rubbed. "Yeah, fine, I think." He scanned the room, acutely aware of the drop in temperature. "Do you hear anything?"
"Hear anything? Nothing except a dog barking outside, but it sure got cold in here all of a sudden. Maybe the thermostat is on the blink."
Bringing dreams to you . . . bringing dreams to you.
"Frank, what the fuck? You’re as white as cotton and a million miles away."
Frank shook his head. Great, now he was hearing voices—a voice no one else could hear. He should have known the sweet little thing wouldn’t stay with Rueben for long. Whatever her problem, Rueben couldn’t help her. "You do feel the cold though?"
"Fuck, yeah. Even an Eskimo would notice the arctic blast that just entered the room. What do you think it is?"
"You don’t want to know."
Rand gave him a dismal frown. "Why do you do that, Frank, shut me out all the time?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
"Well thanks for making me feel like I share a big part of your life. Let’s see, it has to do with me when you want to fuck me, but when it comes to other aspects of your life, it has nothing to do with me."
"I didn’t mean it like that."
"Yes, you did and you do it all the time." Rand slapped a hand to his forehead. "Does this have something to do with you suddenly going out of town, and does it have to do with those weird dreams and visions you have?" He looked around the room. "Jesus, not only is it cold, but the eerie vibes I’m getting are freaking me out."
"That too, but vibes in the room, like eerie as hell. Tell me, Frank, what’s going on? Why did the room—?"
"A ghost is here with us.”
Rand’s neck rotated left to right and his eyes widened. He looked over at Frank. "You’re serious? I’d laugh, but . . .."
"I can feel it, feel something other than the cold air."
"Not an it."
"No? What then?"
"A child. A female."
Rand tipped his chin down. "You gotta be shitting me."
Frank shook his head.
"A ghost is in the condo, and it’s a young girl?"
"But how, why?"
"I think I called her forth. I didn’t mean to, but during one of my sessions, she just walked forward and kept on coming.”
“You’re dead serious, aren’t you?”
“Yes, and she’s singing right now. Please tell me you can hear her."
"The only thing I hear are the crazy words coming outta your mouth, and you’re freaking me out." Rand paused, leaned forward and met his eyes. "All right, I’ll bite. What is she singing?"
"I can’t make out all the words, but something about the sandman, blue, and, damn it’s right there, but . . .."
"Well fucking great.” Rand shook his head. “You called a ghost forth. I told you dabbling in perceptions or whatever the hell you call them, would one day get you in trouble." Rand looked toward the ceiling. "This child ghost, she’s not like the sister of Chuckie or anything, is she?"
"No, she’s a gentle ghost, although a restless spirit. She’s not here to harm anyone, but I think she wants to help someone . . . something."
Rand rose. "That does it. I’m jumping into the shower before I turn into an icicle, and I hope when I come back, you’ll have talked her into paying rent if she plans to stay."
"Ha-ha-ha. Very funny. Anyway, she’s gone now."
"Already? How do you know?"
"The singing stopped and it’s getting warm in here."
Rand shook his head, walked toward the hallway and turned to him. "Stay off the Jack Daniels while I’m gone. I have visions of getting out of the shower only to find you holding a full-blown séance in here."
"You should have been a stand-up comedian, Rand, instead of going into Pre-med.”
“Now, why didn’t I think of that?” Rand walked into the hallway and returned a heartbeat later. “We’ll talk about your trip when I’m done showering, all right?”
“Yeah, fine. We still have the weekend, but I leave on Monday."
"Cool, take the fucking ghost with you."COLLAPSE