I actually have several from different stories I have wrote.
"Each frame is perfect," Brooklyn said gazing over the sheet of untouched photos.
Michael shrugged at her. "No one is perfect. It is all about the right elements. Take away the lighting, the make-up and the clothes and you have..."
"A vapid, rancid, narcissistic b*tch?"
"I was going to say small town girl. But yours has such a better ring to it don't ya think?" (from One Night in Vegas)
Sophia popped the cork of the champagne and poured everyone a drink. Kiera devoured hers not waiting for the toast. She needed alcohol and lots of it.
"Damn, Kiki," Marco laughed. "No one likes the drunk friend."
"Marco," she shrieked.
"Somehow I believe that this is going to be the highlight of this weekend. I would bet my life on it."
Kiera turned to Sophia. "Somehow, he is so fired." (from Life Interrupted)
"We are a close group. It wasn't a coincidence that you ended up here with us. It is where we all came when we wanted to escape the mediocrity of our every day lives. When we wanted something more than the expected. We came here to start anew."
"You make this sound like a cult."
"Not a cult," Marcus replied. "More like a family."
She laughed. "A family, eh? What does that make me and Deacon? Kissing cousins?" (From The Den of Demons)
"Well at least he will be out of your hair," Acacia stated. "You are heading back to London with us tomorrow. We have to get you fitted for your wedding gown. At least someone in this family can wear white legitimately." (from A Rogue Transformed)