Quote John Green Novels & Stories

No one but them were aware of the silent yet charged exchange between them. “Goodnight, guys,” a cool, pleasant voice said, heard only by a small group of people gathered together. Behind the voice was a young man with brown curly hair who was throwing a little wave at the small group. He was of average height and he had a face that was well admired by many, both male and female. At just twenty-five, Evan Greene was the CEO of Greene Solutions LLC, a company that specialized in renewable energy. Evan’s mesmerizing light brown eyes not only contributed to his good looks but it also made him the only person in the whole company with that kind of appearance.

He sounded familiar with John which made me wonder if they’ve had encounters before. “You’re working with that prick now?” George asked. Raising his hand, John smirked, “I’ll work with anybody who can help me put you down.” At his words, a wide smirk formed on George’s face, “You’re just like Mr Greyson there, deluded into thinking that my business is worse than what every other person in this country is doing. You know what I think John?” He asked, remaining calm despite the scene. “I think that you’re wasting your time with me. I’m just a distributor, the people you should be looking for are those that are buying my products. Those are the real criminals, but your government won’t do that,

"That can be arranged, but do you assure us that you really did find water and can still remember the way back?" "Yes of course I can, nobody in my team knows the forest like I do" "Okay it's a deal then. Bellman! Go tell the guards to let them all in!" Mr Spencer says with finality to Mr Bellman. "But Thomas, the city w-" The General or Mr. Scar man as my mind now calls him, tries to object. "The city will rejoice at the news of the water discovery,Go!" Mr Spencer says. "Okay Thomas. Its your call." The General says through his teeth and leaves the room in anger.

"Ms. Green was originally my subordinate. I thought she would continue her employment contract, but instead applied at your place, Mr. Davis." Graciano chuckled. His back was against the chair. I could see the buttons of his shirt trying to hold themselves together. "I always get good employees. It's not easy for applicants to join me, but Ms. Green did. It's fate," he said. My secret was exposed by someone I didn't want to be exposed. Graciano's face was fine he was happy to say how good his company was. It was a long conversation of vanity and conviviality. I had trouble separating the important from the unimportant. So, my hand held the pen without writing.

He's a different story; he's one sick son of a bitch, not to mention he knows people, and I know those people are even worse than we are. I opened the door to my office, and we walked in quietly. On one of the chairs, I saw a man in his late fifties with gray hair; his eyes looked like he had lost his soul, and the bags under his eyes told me he hadn't slept in a while. I can't help but wonder what his story is. “Johnny, this is Carter; he will give us all the information that we need," Ciro introduced us. I nodded my head and looked at Carter. "We have a few questions, and I want you to answer them truthfully. Do you understand?" I asked in a tone that said I don't give second chances.

Alexander's POV " You can't be serious," John gave me a doubtful look. " No one is that dumb." " Are you sure about that?" I asked, raising my brow. Then I turned the screen of my laptop and showed him the video Brian sent me not long ago. John sat on the chair when he noticed Green's smiley face. " I take it back," my friend mumbled, and I could not help but giggle upon seeing his face. " Any idea why would he do this?"

, Damon asked. David called Mr Green at that very moment. After a few rings, Mr Green picked up the call. Mr Green is a middle aged man with a lot of weapons and men. He hires and train young men himself to work for mafia. People pay him depending on the situation and number of men needed for the work. The rest is all in the hands of Mr Green. "Hello Mr David, how can I help you this time?", Mr Green said. "We want the information of the men you sent for the liquor factory", David answered.

Not to say things I wasn’t ready to say yet. But Zev was here now. And I had work to do. I had to hide the feelings I had. The way I had missed him. “Well?” I asked, leaning on the iron rail. The city murmured below us, the heat of the afternoon softening beneath the drifting clouds. Zev pulled out his phone and scrolled, then held it up with a photo of a man that was not new to me. “This is all we’ve got. Name’s Edward Green. Used to live in Atlanta. High school teacher, Physics. But before that?” He shrugged. “Nothing. No birth records. No relatives. No school history. Nothing.”

"Mrs. Green, although Jenny comes from a humble background, she is definitely not a frivolous woman. She genuinely likes Henry, but she also realized last night that she won't have any more romantic entanglements with him." Jenny nodded vigorously. That's exactly what she meant! Mrs. Green's smile deepened as she casually stirred her coffee. "Miss Carter, Miss York, you misunderstand. I'm not here to offer a check." Jenny and Haley were stunned. "Then why are you here?" Clearing her throat, Mrs. Green said slowly, "I'm here to meet my future daughter-in-law." What? Daughter-in-law? They must be hearing things! Jenny gasped, her voice faint, "Haley, am I hearing things?"

With just one word, he managed to magically transform the temperature of the living hall similar to the coldest place on earth. "Yes, sir!" Sean responded respectfully. Then he said to Scott, Lilian, and Clarissa with a stone-cold face, "Mister Green, you have offended my bosses and they are very unhappy with you. Since they are unhappy with you, no one in Gin City will dare to buy from you and no one will dare to lend a cent to all of you. Miss Green is the only hope that you have right now!" Naomi's body shivered when she heard that. She secretly peeked at Jack. 'Alright, his face still looks the same. I still can't tell his current emotion.'