Code Names Ideas Mga Nobela at Kwento

Since King was also a codename, I should have expected other managers at his company to operate under a codename as well. Still, what’s the point of knowing just the code name of your boss if you don’t even know who the person is? I looked at the codename of the manager that was on the same row as my name. So, this guy’s, I assume he’s a guy, codename is Knight. Great. Just like chess pieces. I wondered for a while if that was intentional and soon decided that it probably was. “Excuse me but…when do we get to meet our boss?” I asked.

Maybe a code or something like that, whatever it is my mom wrote for me. It has to be something meaningful but what could it be?

he added casually, looking at his fingernails, like he didn’t just drop a crazy important detail on us. “Well, then, tell us!” I demanded. “Take me with you,” he demanded back. I gritted my teeth and stared him down, but he just stared right back, unaffected by my demeanor. “He’s growling again,” Reid stage whispered, and Nolan snorted but tried to cover it with his hand. “Fine,” I hissed out between my teeth. “What’s the code?” He grinned in triumph. “It’s 59226.” “Why?” I asked with a furrowed brow.

That officer laughed uncontrollably. It's not childish coding. He knew everyone would wonder how such a big gangster could use this childish coding. However, he actually did it and it's not childish coding. The game we used to play in childhood called cipher coding in which each English word was assigned a number is the next version of the same game. That is, coding in which each English word is given a number with a special interval. Just like 2 for A and 4 for B. Now here's a code we got from Anna's chest strap. 69574917JJ7645E

My stomach twisted. “Shit,” I hissed under my breath. If I entered the wrong code, the system would trigger a silent alarm. I stood before the middle one, its edges faintly glowing violet. If my father truly registered it under my name, then maybe my birthday? But the panel only accepted four digits. I frowned. My father had always hidden meanings in things, codes, patterns. I remembered how he’d once turned my name into numbers when teaching me ciphers. ZARA is 26.1.18.1.

I ended up being called Blackheart because I tend to exsanguinate my victims and watch them die and those who have met me describe me as cold and emotionless. Codenames have only been in use for roughly the last century so only three generations of my family have them. My mother is known as Aconite, due to her love of poisoning her victims, especially using aconite. My father is known by the codename Scythe since he loves his gun, and he carves a scythe into his bullets symbolising the grim reaper. Grandpa Titus has old-style flare, his is Akephaloi because he likes to decapitate people. Grandma Talyssa was a simple woman, she went with a gun, which I guess is where my dad got his weapon of

Amaya asked, dumbfounded. “That’s what they call us, Tresh and Amaya equals to Tremaya. What do you say?” “It might take few months for the contraceptive to clear off my system,” she said. “Is that a yes?” Tresh could not believe his ears. He thought it would take some convincing to get her to agree. “Can I ever refuse to have Taygans?” Amaya asked, his reaction amusing. “What?” Now Tresh was the one dumbfounded. “Well, I figured it should work with surnames too,” she responded, feeling silly.

Both the codes said the same name. Revaan.

Aries POV: "What do we have?" I ask, not wanting to play around with this. I eyed all the papers and documents that were messily littered on my desk. Code Bastard, a code name that Timothy came up with, is about Bates. Code Tomoro is about our Uncle. The son of a bitch that tried to ruin my parents and our lives.

“You are welcome.” “So, who are you?” Malcolm asked again anyway. “His name is Amos. We are working together on the new project,” I told him. “I thought Evergreen was going to partner with Sky Tech?” he frowned. “That hasn’t changed. We are working on the prototype together. He has some good ideas. Added to mine, it’s going to be a banger,” I explained. “You never told me you needed help with the prototype. I would’ve been more than willing to work with you.”