Code Names Ideas Novels & Stories

The moment the doors shut and the engine purred to life, the tension broke completely. Mindy leaned forward between the seats, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Okay, real talk-we just ran from Henry’s mom like we stole the silverware. I feel like we’re in a spy movie. Next time we need code names.” Marcus laughed, draping an arm across the back seat. “I’ll be Eagle One. You can be Panther Two.” “Panther Two?” Mindy smacked his arm, bracelets jangling. “I want something cooler. Like Red Dress Avenger.”

Carissa said, shaking her head before diving back into her experiment. Later that night, the two cooked instant noodles together, eating happily. Carissa blew on her noodles, glasses fogging slightly. “When my male doll hits the market, what should I name him?” Harper paused mid-bite. “Call him Chaser Boy.” “Chaser Boy? Isn’t that your Young Master Gallagher’s code name?” “Well… is my Young Master handsome?” Harper squinted mischievously. Carissa grinned, almost drooling. “Handsome! Absolutely stunning!” “Then it’s perfect!” ***

He was shocked that there was a R20. “It’s just a codename I devised according to the sequence.” Rhea chuckled and said, “If you don’t like the name, we can always change it.” “It doesn’t matter. I just want to know what it does.” Fred scrutinized Rhea. Rhea knew it was crucial to gain his trust now. After all, she couldn’t stay there if he suspected her of something.

"Mr. Whatever-You-All-Want-To-Call-Him is working out of town. I was going to call you and ask if maybe I could—" "If you could shack up with Mr. Sex Appeal himself?" "So now we all have code names?” “You’re the one living in a spy movie. I want some of the action.” “Okay, so Mr. Sex Appeal? You’re saying that Cy will be back? That's his code name, right?" I asked with a grin. "Oh, little cousin, that hurts. I was referring to me." "How about I just call you Pat? We can say it's short for Mr. Sex Appeal."

I tapped it two times before it opened “Code word?” he asked. “Falcon” I muttered. Falcone said I should use his name as code word for entry and that he will inform the guards about. Rest of the pack members have different code word. Every ten members are given a different code word like bones, fly, red eyes, pointed nose and air weeds. The codes are basically related to them. When I asked him how the guards make sure it is not misused, he said once entering they have to give finger print, if it matches, then they have given the right code.

“So maybe crime life isn’t for me, but I have great ideas, and you’re good with the logical stuff.” “I am also your getaway driver.” “The bandits of revenge!” “That’s the best you can come up with?” “What will our code names be?” I ignored his jab. He shrugged, “Stretch and short stack? s&s has a nice ring to it.” “How about shithead and sexy mistress of mischief.” “How about no.” “Fun killer.” “That’s better.” My phone started to ring and I fished it out. A glance told me that it was Myra calling and I silenced it, letting the call drop to voicemail like it usually did.

You know what they say about curiosity and the cat, so I ask, “ I’ve never heard y’all use these nicknames. Jase is Alpha. Ran is Oscar. Lock is Hotel.” “I’m Sierra and Wes is Charlie. Unjumble the codes, baby. What does it spell?” Arson is the one to answer me. I think about it for a minute. If I go military code, each word is a letter, and those letters spell C.H.A.O.S. Weston Chancler is Charlie. Lachlan Hartley is Hotel. Jase Alto is Alpha. Ransom Oaks is Oscar. Arson Skaggs is Sierra. Wow, talk about a double-connotation acronym.

“Hunter? What was my code?” Hunter turned around and looked straight in her eyes, “ The code is: One. Two. Three. Four.”

‘Nothing has changed, it’s still as we talked last time; places, codes, names and the game plan are still the same,’ he instructed. ‘Never mind, I still remember the blue prints,’ she assured while looking down and holding her phone on her right ear. *** No living person knew his real name. To some he was Andrew, to others Kelvin and to others he gave names too numerous to be listed. He made it a rule to always match a name to the person he met. He never forgot what he introduced himself as because there was always a sequence to the assumed name and the person he met. The sequence was his living code, to which everything depended never to be revealed to anyone. The only person who tried deco

Lights from nowhere were beginning to flash, and he heard screams echo in his mind. He would get his revenge. He would shed his identification code of Gryaz E-009, and he would be called by his actual name. His real name: Red_Two.