Helen Smith

“The grand tour of our tiny flat," Henry amends. "It's ours, though, so we're not complaining. Not everyone can live in posh brick houses with park-like gardens."
Ben frowns. "My house isn't that posh."
"It really is," Steve says. Traitor.
"A pool doesn't make a house posh."
Henry tilts his head, chin raised in challenge. "Five cars and a football pitch in the backyard do, though."
"It's a small practice pitch."
"It's a practice pitch in the backyard.”
― Zarah Detand, Pull Me Under

“Joshua countered it with an innocent smile, hoping it would be rendered even more harmless by how he probably sported a milk moustache. His efforts earned him a snort from Leo.”
― Zarah Detand, Wear It Like a Crown

“My whole life is this wild stormy sea, and you’re the little bit of calm in the middle of the madness.”
― Lex Veia, City of Shadows