Walton Merritt

The Mystery of the Promised Gift In the spacious dining room of a restaurant in the heart of London

“Mum, Uncle James doesnt like me,” Emily said, her voice trembling.“Dont be silly

**A Revenge Most Foul** We lived together for thirty-five years. Nearly half a lifetime. James and Emily.

The forest was swallowed by a deep, eerie darkness. Beneath the gnarled branches of an ancient oak, an

I had just gone through my second divorce and decided relationships werent for me anymore. I didnt want

The shop door creaked open, and there he was againthat infuriating little boy. “Back again to torment

For months, their daughter lay in a coma, the doctors offering no hope. Ready to say their final goodbyes

Laura packed her things and walked out on him. “Where are you going?” “What difference

It was like a scene from some twisted dreamstanding at the altar in a haze of white lace and candlelight

The little girl begged a biker to help feed her starving brother Barefoot and shivering, the girl approached