What hope is there?” I asked. “If even angels fall, what hope is there for the rest of us?” “There isn’t,” he said. “We’re on our own. And we have to make the choices we think are best for our own survival.

When you've got everything you need, why complicate it?

I don't believe in soul mates, not exactly. I think it's ridiculous to think there's only one person out there for us. What if your 'soul mate' lives in Zimbabwe? What if he dies young? I also think 'two souls becoming one' is ridiculous. You need to hold on to yourself. But I do believe in souls being in sync, souls that mirror each other.

You understand your responsibilities better than guardians twice your age. You'll do what you have to do to succeed.

My name's Jet Steele.

This college would probably have the same problem as the last one did." I frowned, "What's that?" "Homework.

When Love And Jealousy Collide On The Slopes, Winter Break Turns Deadly