The Da Vinci Code Novels & Stories

It smelled vaguely of damp. “What exactly did you take from here? Apart from the device that stops time.” I didn’t even bother directing this at Phil, he’d just deny it. “The Codex was the main one,” said David. “It was sitting on one of the chests.” “And you didn’t take anything else?” David gave something approximating a shrug and then returned to trying the chests. There were dozens of them and I guess he thought one of them might have been left unlocked. Phil anxiously watched him. There was definitely something going on between the two of them, but even Claire’s ability had given me little insight into what it was.

For twenty-four years, I've been searching for the damned code but I haven't found it just yet. The girl had the code, somehow!

I said. "Well we are the only Library in the world with books older than time itself, I can help you find it." She said. "It's called the book of secrets, apparently Da Vinci wrote it." I said. I had to lie. I couldn't exactly tell her what I was really looking for. "Ah the book with the alleged secrets about the fountain of youth? Well you are not the first one to look for that book. I will look in the archives if it's there and I'll give you a call." She said with a smile.

Somewhere they would have to search. "Find it! FIND IT NOW!" Vera screamed. "If that code gets out, everything ends!" Guards swarmed outside. Searching. Desperate. I ran. Through the house. Looking for any computer. Any terminal. Any way to enter the code. Found Vera's office. Locked. I shot the lock. Burst inside. A computer. Multiple screens. Security systems. And there—Archive access terminal. I sat. Started typing. The code. Seven. Four. One. Nine—

this was Duke-X’s words of encouragement to Juste. Chastine frowned. “How will we know the passcode?” she had disappointingly asked the peculiar witborn. By then, Duke-X was humming a tune and sang out the instructions for them to know the password: “Looky here, o curious mind Enter the depths of this thing behind From side to side you’ll see fun But it gets better as no coin is run Take your pick from these books in the box But some volumes need a code to unlock You’ll find out the right combination

Elena I never imagined the end would feel so quiet. The world outside was chaos — sirens, screams, riots sparked by Luca’s global blackout. But here, at the edge of the Montrose legacy, the silence was deafening. We stood at the heart of the Codex’s inner sanctum, the chamber vibrating with the pulse of living code and forgotten bloodlines. My palm hovered over the crystalline terminal, its light scanning my DNA as I struggled to breathe. Damien’s voice echoed in my ears, the one sound tethering me to reality.

“I want to show you something… Where’s your notebook?” Seeing it for himself on the little table, Christophe headed for it in one long stride, turned on the notebook, and prepared a USB flash drive next to it “Good! No password! Come and sit! We’ll probably still be sitting here at lunchtime tomorrow. You’re going to watch and inwardly digest every indescribably boring hour of this just as I had to…” “Christophe... W-what are you talking about?” she prompted, watching the images on the display.

“Do it.” Oliver slowly brought the nail gun close to Mr. DaVinci’s thigh, just to give Susan time to save her father from the pending pain. The closer he got, the more Susan tugged the chain. “Fine! It’s in my box in my apartment!” She screamed! “You don’t have to hurt him. There is a safe behind the portrait in my office, you’ll find the antidote in there.” “Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?” I instructed Oliver to retreat before disconnecting the call. “What’s the code?”

I beamed. "Crazy, isn't it?" "Fucking crazy, for real." "First, we put THE DA VINCI CODE by DAN BROWN here." He picked out the book and inserted it in the center line of the shelf. He put HOW TO STOP TIME by MATT HAIG, followed by EVERGREEN by NAOMI HIRAHARA. "Then KISS THE GIRLS by JAMES PATTERSON." He put it next to the first book. "I've read that." I went on in a spur of excitement. "It's a thriller and mystery novel about a detective who's trying to track down a serial killer. So many twists and cliffhangers. Total page-turner." I giggled.

The sight of him like that made my own stomach twist. But then, slowly, the darkness began to dissipate. The corner was revealed, along with the small, nondescript safe sitting there. The witch, still holding her palm out toward the area, said, “Go quickly. I can’t hold them forever.” Liam and I rushed over and I dropped to my knees. Reaching into his pocket, Liam retrieved a small moleskine notebook from his jacket’s inner pocket and opened it. “Her diary said the code should be 2447,” he said. I quickly punched the code in, and indeed, the door popped open.