Walton Merritt

THE UNEXPECTED JOY In the halls of Oxford’s faculty, none of her colleagues knew—nor would they believe—that

The household is in turmoil, and even home brings no joy. “I hate him! He’s not my father!

In the heart of a bustling English town, an eerie hush had settled—no rustling leaves, no birdsong, as

**Cursed Love** “What happens now?” asked Emily anxiously, more to herself than to her sweetheart. “

“To Friend or Not to Friend?” “Dad, stop being so difficult! I’m not asking you

Uncle Micky was a right laugh—clumsy as a puppy, short and a bit round, with curly hair and little blue

“Where did you get this photo?” Edward paled as his eyes locked onto the image of his missing father.

I don’t know how it is for other single women, but around here, it’s always the weirdest things that

An Extra Mouth The kitchen table was cramped. The tiny five-metre space could barely hold five people—two

Cramped! Lorraine stared in disbelief at the message on her phone: *”Hello, darling. Forgive me