Arti Smell

“If you were the last man on earth and I needed to be saved, I would rather die than let you touch me.” I screamed in his face, my husband. The name still sounded bitter on my tongue. He looked the least bit bothered by my outburst, taking two tentative steps until he stood right in front of me, close enough that all I could smell was him. He gripped my chin and forced me to look at him. “Throw your tantrum princess. When you’re done you’ll come back pleading for my touch, you’ll beg me to ruin you. You will swell with my child and give me the heir that I want.” He turned but stopped short and faced me again. “That is all you would be good for.”

Lendon Martin was a renowned Duke of England. It said that he would lead world politics and business in the future. Everything was served to him on a silver platter, and his noble status was feared by many. His ruthless and cold temperament made everyone shivered, yet a dark secret lies on his deceiving look. For many years he suffered a series of attacks, and his body has been deteriorating. Kendra stumbled on his way, and he treated her like his possession. He gave passion yet caged her. One full moon night changed their lives together. “What is that smell?” The man suddenly got close to Kendra’s neck and whispered. He smelt Kendra’s body carefully. He had never smelt this fragrance before. It was not like the smell of rose or lily, but he was attracted. Who was this girl? How did she dare to come here on a full moon night? Wasn’t she afraid of death? The man stared at Kendra and wondered. Kendra moved back in horror, but the man kept coming to her. “Who are you? What are you doing here?” The man's voice came again. When the man opened his mouth to speak, Kendra thought he wanted to eat her alive. “Don’t come here! I…I just happened to come across.” she hurriedly retorted. “What a coincidence!” The man sneered. The next moment, the man rushed to Kendra and pushed her down.

I need your body pressed against mine. Your warmth, your smell, the taste of your , I need you.” His deep voice rang in the dark room. He pulled her closer and stated placing gentle . She was tied to bed with leg wide open. “Please do not do that.” She pleaded. “Don’t worry I will go gentle on you.” he said picking up the whip from the ground. “After all, I still have to make you mine.” He completed pinching her n****e. - Grasis was a dangerous beast. He had two hobbies: blood and . He drank men's blood and girls. His life is full of blood and pain. He had no weakness but suddenly she appeared in front of him, taking his breath, making his metal heart to beat again and filling his heart with warmth. Cruel and ruthless man starts craving only one thing in his life and that was Ayla’s body. He made her his slave. He owns and claimed her.

"You stand your ground like an Alpha, you talk like an Alpha, you fight like an Alpha but... you smell like an Omega? Tell me, what are you really, Hunt?" "Tch! Just mind your own business, Lukeman!" "I would gladly mind yours instead, Nate. It just seems so interesting to me." "Argh! You're so annoying, Chris!" "You have to deal with it 'cuz starting now, I'm gonna keep questioning you about who and what the heck you are. Starting with; are you an Alpha or an Omega?" Nathan Hunt and Chris Lukeman were best friends since their childhood years. The two best friends love basketball and they have been actively participating in basketball clubs since middle school. However, they enrolled in different high schools, after graduating from middle school. Despite not having time for each other and hardly meet up, they were still contactable as close friends. Though, all of it changes when Chris finds out the real truth about his childhood best friend.

"Who are you, Sebastian?" "I think I can ask the same. Where did you come from, Anastasia?" As soon as the last syllable escapes my lips, we find ourselves interlocked in a kiss. Knowing my full attention, I stop to ask, "Are you sure you want to do this, Anastasia?" "The only thing I'm sure of is the way you are making me feel." Unable to contain myself, I pull her into a fiery and passionate kiss. All my thoughts are obliterated. For the first time in over two hundred years, I am kissing a mortal woman. I can feel the hunger grow inside me, the pleasure building towards a peak. I pull her even tighter into my body. I can smell her arousal, and it only fuels me. The kiss is getting deeper and deeper with every breath that we take.......... For over two hundred years, the Vampire master, Sebastian Belmont, has been an intimidating presence, striking fear into the hearts of all who dare cross him. With an insatiable thirst for danger and supernatural power, he rules his empire with an iron fist, leaving a trail of bitter ex-lovers in his wake. But now, his path is about to cross with a young girl named Anastasia Santi, who, despite her strong will, always finds herself in need of rescue. One fateful night, Sebastian takes things too far, setting himself on a new path towards a destiny that will lead him to confront all things that go bump in the night. But at the end of it all lies the ultimate sacrifice...He must give up his immortality... Will he be willing to give up the one thing he values the most to achieve his legacy?

She stood in the driveway watching the ambulance pull out. Feeling more alone than ever, tears streamed down Tatiana's face. Her father looked so weak and human. Looking back at the house, She could not go in. She could smell sickness inside. Blinded by tears, she made a run for the forest. Shedding her clothes under a rock before crashing in deeper. The forest around her was a blur. What if her father never came back? She would have no one. What had she done to the Moon Goddess to be forsaken? Her fear switched to anger, and she pushed forward faster and faster. Talia's muscles burned, but she kept running. As her wolf finally entered a clearing, her fur stood on end. On the other side of the clearing stood a sizeable sandy-colored wolf with amber eyes fixed on her. His ears perked up, and his head cocked to the side. Staring at each other from across the field, Tia could not take her eyes off him. She had never been this close to another wolf, and he was beautiful. Wobbling slightly, Tatiana realized she better move to the cover of the trees. As she turned, she heard an earth-shattering snap, and pain rolled up her left leg. She collapsed and looked down at her leg. It was caught in a trap. Her white fur turning red as blood seeped from the wound. Forgetting about the other wolf, she let out a tortured howl. Stabbing at the trap with her free paw, she whimpered and whined in agony. Her head rolled back as the pain threatened to render her unconscious. It was then that she noticed the wolf again. He had moved across the clearing and was now standing above her, and this time he was not alone.

Complete!!!!!! She grew in wealth without the love she needed the most. In a world with customs and traditions, her upbringing was her destruction. She was trained to make men bend their knees at the sight of her smile yet she bores pure innocence. Then, she was sold to the highest bidder for what her family calls an initiation before she turns a woman. What would happen to her? Would she fall in love to the enigmatic prince who bought her? What would happen if she delve herself on her darkest desires? ...... Hot breath tickled my nose and the smell of my favorite vanilla potpourri filled me. I opened my eyes. Gray met me, like a cluster of angry clouds. "Good morning," the guy whispered in my face. His proximity made me hold my breath. The guy won the bidding and I wasn't wrong. His stare held intensity. He backed down, going to his seat, across from mine. My head snapped to the side; the morning lights seeped through the window beside me. White cumulus clouds parted as the plane flew us above the horizon. I must be asleep for too long that they were able to transfer me from the helicopter to the plane. I snapped back my attention to the guy, "What's your name?" I asked the first question that popped in my mind, being able to let go of the building tensions. "I'm An--" A chuckle escaped from the guy. "No need for proper introductions but as you initiated. I am Yulian." He scratched his chin, looking for my reactions, his thick accent indicated Russian descent. "And you, milady is going to be Mi Eliza, my wife." "Wife? But--" I stopped couldn’t able to form the right words to say. "For a year, yes."

I was out for a long time. My eyes could not adjust easily and I felt a lot of pain throughout my whole body. I didn't know what was happening but surely I was somewhere in the dark. "That's ok, now sleep. Tomorrow you will feel better," someone woman voice said. Then I heard another male voice saying, "what has gotten into you? Now we are in deep shit." I couldn't listen to the conversation any longer as I have lost conciousness again. I groaned in agony as I felt myself waking again. I opened my eyes slowly but I could only see blurred. I noticed I had better sense of smell and I could hear better too. What's going on?I could hear a conversation that was outside the room I was locked in. "Please, do not tell anyone. It must have been the haze. It felt stronger then usual this time and I couldn't hold myself any longer. He was way too hot and I felt an unusual feeling like I was out of control." That was definitely Mei, but whom was she talking to? Also, what the hell is she? I couldn't forget last night's images. Fangs, shadows, and, blue eyes glowing at me, no, but then the second time they looked Red. Yes. I remember that. I was not going crazy.

[Mature content] Innocent Isabella doesn't know where her fate will take her. She was unaware of the result of her birth. She does not know that whatever has happened or is going to happen in her life is controlled by someone. The more she runs, the further it will hunt her. "You killed my mother. You are the curse in my life. You are the reason, I lost everyone. I am alone because of you. If killing myself is the only way I can free myself, then fine I will die with a smile. "Darling, do you think I will let you? I am the master of your body, your soul. My name is written in your every breath. Even if you want to die you have to get my permission. Why don't you submit your body to me? Your body is longing for my touch. Don't deny it." "Whenever I come close to you, I can smell your wetness." A devil's clutch is a cage, even your soul will not have the power to escape from it. ***** Isabella is Westwood's student, everything was perfect in her life until one day someone enters her peaceful life, with the mystery of her birth slowly unfolding before her eyes. But she was too late to save herself from the demon who had already imprinted his name on every part of her body. [What if Isabella is not a human? What if Isabella needs blood one day to subdue her hunger. What if Her SOUL is not her soul] Alexander, the "Satan" the real king of hell, the real ruler of hell. When he leaves Hell because of a woman, chaos ensues in Hell. Even Lucifer could not stop himself from noticing the woman who had drawn Satan's attention.

When an Alpha of a pack has two sons on the same day, a duel will be held, and the winner of the fight becomes the next Alpha. Ash, a fiery Omega maid was at the arena, carrying out her duties when she perceived the most pleasant smell ever, "Mate!" Her wolf growled inside her. Not caring about the punishment she would suffer, she abandoned her duty post and followed the smell... She was astonished and stopped with fear when she saw her mate was one of the Quinn brothers. The infamous Viking Devil that drinks beer from the skulls of those he had killed... Their eyes locked and he whispered to her. "Mate!" They walked towards each other. But instead of claiming her like he should, he walked past her to embrace another she-wolf behind her. Her sworn enemy. "Mate!" Her heart thudded painfully when she heard them say to each. It was a conspiracy that began decades before they were both born. A conspiracy they were determined to unravel or die trying.