Novel Da Vinci Code Novels & Stories

Zander agreed, pulling a silver dagger from his belt and an empty vial from his pocket and looking at her expectantly. Shedding her leather jacket and rolling up the sleeve of her white top, she reluctantly held her wrist out in between them. Zander smiled, and dragged the dagger across her wrist. She winced, gritting her teeth as blood trickled down both sides of her wrist, allowing Zander to catch them in the vial. He wiped the dagger clean on the sleeve of his own shirt and placed it back in his belt, putting a lid back on the vial and holding it up proudly as though it were a trophy.

--- In a dark corner of the Cathedral, Julian knelt before an old filing cabinet hidden beneath stone tiles. He opened it carefully and retrieved a small metal canister - sleek, silver, and cold. Inside, a single vial. He stared at it, fingers trembling. Then, from behind him, a voice. "You never learned how to clean up after yourself." Julian froze. A figure stepped from the shadows. Tall, coat flapping like a bat's wing. Nova. "You came early," he said. She smiled. "Just in time."

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> The message came at midnight on the second day. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Not from Reyn. From Dorin, whose handwriting Zara knew as well as her own, in the short clipped code they had developed over six years of working together in situations where full sentences were a luxury. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> RC compromised. DA knows. Run. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

I follow close behind him in the maze of the walls, he moves quickly and confidently he clearly knows these passages by heart, I know we’re moving downwards as we go and then we reach a cold stone chamber, there is a large imposing door at the opposite side and a panel on the wall. Nico rushes to the panel first and I follow, he punches in a code and his face lights up as the panel releases revealing a safe behind it. “The cocky fuck never even thought to change the codes” he mutters almost to himself. He grabs passports, money and keys from the safe before slamming it shut. He waves them at me “Our new lives courtesy of Damian” I’m astounded these were here all along and I had no idea about

"Tell me what to do." I powered on the phone carefully, using a cloth so I wouldn't smudge whatever prints might already be on it, my hands steadier now that I had a task in front of them. A single number sat saved under no name at all, just three letters glowing on the cracked screen. D.V. "D.V," Nico read aloud, leaning over my shoulder. "Dante." My stomach dropped. "How do you know that name. I've barely heard it spoken twice in this house since I arrived."

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I mumbled, trying my hardest not to fall into the trap of conversation that he was setting. Luca startled me by reaching out in front of where I sat to open the glove compartment, pulling out a notebook. "I'm assuming this is yours, then?" I immediately recognized my sketchbook, gasping as I reached out and took it from his hands. "I never thought I would see it again after I left it in Vegas." "I'm glad you did," he said. "That's how I found you." Luca reached over and flipped open the cover to reveal the 'if lost, please return to' box where my old address was written. "Oh," was all I could say.

"How did Drake find you?" John laughed without humor. "I was walking home from school one day and a white van suddenly stopped beside me. Four men jumped out and grabbed me. Now, I know they were vampires." I shook my head, then turned to look him directly in the eye. "It'll all work out. It'll be fine." And as I said the words, I hoped they were true. John nodded, wiping the last of the tears from his cheeks. "Abbey?" Zac finally called to me, no longer screaming. "Abbey?"

sneered Liana, who had just come from the kitchen. "Your guess is wrong, Secretary Lian," said Nova. "I've read the book, people will definitely read it over and over again because they don't understand contents. But I didn't reread it, I immediately understood. Great, right?" Liana sneers. Few believe because Nova has Panic disorder. "Why doesn't Director read the novel?" asked Liana. "I'm not interested in romance in novels," said Nova. "Does the Director know the meaning of love?" asked Liana.

Well, he has a nice taste in music. I focused myself on the books, he has a variety of good novels though. I tried to get Dan Brown's The Da Vinci Code but when I moved it something terribly opened. There was a secret passage through the shelf. Fuck me, what is this? What are you hiding here, Rodney? I grabbed my phone to open the flashlight because it was dark down there, and I saw a staircase again, I was very curious so I went down. I took a few steps and heard a loud gunshot, the sound was covering the whole place, I also heard footsteps.