Code Vein Novelas e Histórias

And who’s better to call if anyone needs to loosen up? Aaron Stevenson, of course. “Hey Egghead. Do you have a yacht I can borrow?” she casually asked. Aaron is about to go in a meeting when his eyes widened. He asked the rest to proceed and stayed outside. “Do you think a yacht is just like a car that you can drive from your garage?” “Is that a no?” Celine doesn’t understand why Aaron is worked up. “No, Celine. I don’t have a yacht” “Bummer. I want to have a yacht party. No, actually I just want to sleep on a yacht while the sun is burning my skin” she took a deep breath to release her disappointment.

All what he had learnt from his father’s notes, all what he had thought himself would finally show. He got his device and filled it with a total of five bottles. “What do they do?” Karou asked. “I specialize in all types of poisons and toxins. You can’t have that in a real gun so I had to manufacture my own kind of weapons”. “Looks fancy” Megumi said. The needle came out and he pierced the first guy in the neck and went over to rest. Needles changed of course. He was in a gang, his sense of hygiene didn’t have to go with it. He had already put that factor in his gun to change the needles with every dose.

**** [Note:] Hi guys! If ever one of you here is already reading this, I want to tell you that it's not yet the end but the beginning of the end. It means, book 1 of Code Series is now meeting its end and we'll finally turn the page into finding the truths behind all lies, the answer to all of your questions. Sadly, I need to finish this here and we'll see you guys in the next book! Before I left it here like this, I want to inform you that all unanswered queries and mysteries will be answered in the next book. Thank you! Cie, Love lots!

It was embarrassing. “If any gods ask who taught you in future, you mustn't mention my name.” Poison looked at her and she landed safely on the ground. Poison removed his outer robe and Violet gasped at the toned muscles that shone beautifully. “W—why are you removing your clothes? Who are you trying to seduce, huh?!” Poison appeared in front of her, making her gasp in surprise. He was just there.. Poison placed the robe all over her body and paid attention to the snake hanging in the air. He snapped a finger and the snake became leaves, pouring all over them.

The man fought desperately, "I didn't do anything! I'm being framed! You have no evidence, you can't detain me..." Damien pointed to the surveillance camera above and said to the officers, "There's a camera up there. You can check the footage. As for my wife, she's had too much to drink, so I'll take her home..."

I stepped into the hallway just as he hit the top of the stairs. Kael was shirtless, fresh from the gym, golden skin still gleaming with sweat that traced every hard ridge of his abs and chest. His gym shorts sat dangerously low, showing off those sharp hip cuts and the dark trail leading down. A towel hung around his neck. When his eyes met mine, that smirk slowly spread across his lips.

Tresh responded with a serious face. Daniel laughed louder “Fine, let’s go. I want to witness this historical moment myself anyway” “Good morning Sir” Danny greeted the moment his boss came out. “Morning Danny, I will ride the red little thing today” Tresh responded, putting his sunglasses on. “Yes Sir” Danny responded and giving the instructions for the two billion dollars sports car to be brought up. It was his job to know exactly what his boss wanted, being with him over five years now, he executed his duties perfectly.

A smile twitched at the corner of my lips as I settled down on the seat, took a deep breath like she always would, and followed the rhythm of the symbols. ***** “This.… this is a song. Not just some melody.” I paused midway, turning to face Lazaro who quickly nodded and brought out his phone to record the tunes for recognition online. “Wait…I got something, play it again.” Lazaro insisted. And without hesitation, I dragged the bow painfully slow down to the base of the violin and used my fingers to support the head, following the E and C sharp of the symbols. “Stop. Right there. Exactly.” He whisper-yelled in disbelief, gesturing for me to come over to his side.

The severed piece writhed, then slithered into the grate, vanishing. Marco was on his knees, tablet shattered, but his fingers typed on air, silver scars blazing gold. Code poured from his hands—literal streams of light that wrapped the veins, binding them like digital chains. “It’s the loop’s source code! I can overload it!” A vein lashed his face, carving a gash from temple to jaw. Blood poured, but he didn’t stop. The chains tightened, veins screaming, then snapped, exploding into red mist.

I frowned, watching as they disappeared down the driveway, the sound of the truck fading into the distance. “This town is insane,” I muttered, running a hand through my hair. First the weird rules. Then the creepy stares. Then the whole you-ca n’t-be-here-if-you ’re-human bullshit… He was definitely not okay. Cairos Veylan. The kind of man who looked like he could buy and sell the world… and still not care. The same man who took my sister's life as if it meant nothing. And now he thinks he can scare me. I let out a small scoff.