The Da Vinci Code Novels & Stories

the Reverend replied with a small smile on his face, the wrinkles around his eyes were showing. Fascinated? Seriously? "The Da Vinci code is a book about secret codes and hidden messages," Reign enunciated. I glanced at her but she ignored me. I thought she wasn't interested in codes? "We'll try that, Minister," Detective Javier finally said. "I'll try too if I can help." We thanked the ministry and left the church. We went back to headquarters and we were greeted by a man in his mid-30’s who was currently staring at his laptop. "Javier, where have you been?" he asked gruffly. I could immediately sense a brooding attitude from him.

Its body was radiant as it told a tale that happened two millenniums ago. "What do you see?" Blake asked as he picked up the tennis ball that Blackwheel dropped on the floor. "I see the most respected man in the world, sitting with twelve people he trusts, eating dinner and telling them about his betrayal." "That is the story," Blake complimented Blackwheel's brilliance. "But is that what is truly happening in the picture?" "What do you mean?" Blackwheel asked, taking a deeper look at the painting. "You see twelve men, Mr. James Blackwheel while I see eleven men and a woman. Haven't you heard of the 'Da Vinci Code'? It is a book written by American author, Dan Brown."

I had to be silent and invisible—a shadow in the dark. Just as I thought the conversation was winding down, I heard Luna Nora tell Darius to wait. She was looking for something. My heart skipped a beat as I realized what it must be—her diary, or perhaps some other document that could provide the final pieces to the plan she was concocting. I waited, holding my breath, as she muttered a string of numbers to Darius, telling him it was the code to her safe. If anything went wrong, there was a file inside she wanted him to protect. I memorized the code instantly, filing it away in my mind with a feeling of triumph, my excitement barely contained. It felt like I’d stumbled upon a treasure trove o

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.

I slapped him again, sharper this time, then trailed my nails down to his belt buckle, tugging it open, "The code, Damien.” He groaned, delirious, “Fine… 0-4-1-9-7-2.” I smiled, “Good boy.” I let him drink a little more, watching his movements slow, his body slump. He was dangerously close to passing out. Perfect. The moment his breathing evened out, I slipped off the bed, careful not to wake him. Moving swiftly, I made my way to the bookshelf, feeling along the edges until, click. The panel slid open, revealing a heavy-duty safe.

She was so beautiful it was almost unbearable to look at her. I looked away before the feeling could crack something open in my chest that I couldn't afford to have cracked open right now. "Fine," I said. Elias blinked. Isabella straightened slightly. "Fine?" Elias repeated. "You want the key. I'll give you the key." I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out a small USB drive, holding it up between two fingers so he could see it clearly. "It's all on here. The master clearance code, the override sequence, and the full architectural map of the locked chamber. Everything you need to walk straight into the heart of Xavier's system."

It was a text from an unknown number. I opened it, my hands trembling. It was a picture. A picture of me, standing in front of Eavon's car, the very same night Orion died. My face was a mask of shock and terror, and in the background, a woman with a dog was pointing at me, her mouth open in a scream. The text below the picture read: I can give you the answers you're looking for. Meet me tomorrow at the old lighthouse at midnight. Come ALONE.

“ Young master! Welcome back. “ Around five men surrounded him while they’re all wearing a white coat that looks like a lab gown. They bowed their heads and stared at the man with his terrifying presence. “ How may we help you? “ “ 39681… “ Once when they heard him said a code, the man who greeted him earlier took out a well advance gadget that could produce a hologram. He seek something into it before pressing a red button. “ Lead the young master to his room and someone, get the lady from Caprus for him! “ The man exclaimed with sweats covering his forehead. The men with white coats spread as if there was a virus chasing them. Two of them led Dye's way while the other two of them rushed to

He got to work immediately and woke Daniel up. Daniel woke up from his unconsciousness, feeling a slight pain at the back of his head, and touched the bandage around his head. He remembered the last scene before he lost consciousness, looked around, made sense of his location, and realized he was not alone. There was a doctor. And his father-in-law, who was looking at him as if he were meat on a chopping board. Daniel gulped, feeling a sense of dread. He remembered the first time Alexa introduced him to her father. He had been all smiles during the dinner in Alexa's presence until Alexa excused herself, leaving only the two of them.

He is the boss of this warehouse doll, we need you to give the code to this beauty that is here beside me. It's not necessary, I can give you the key, Oscar let go of my hand and turned me around so that his eyes collided with mine, his stained hands leaving painted in my hand where he held me. Do you know the code? he asked. I nodded. My father was an idiot, he believed that I would never come here again, That was what he deserved, revenge. The Code is 925 GFG. Oscar smiled, as he typed the number and the box gave way, I memorized the code when I was a child, because my dad guarded everything my mother earned, although She would try to convince him to give her a little to feed me.