Bisa Mencium Bau Tapi Sedikit Novels & Stories

Handsome smacked its lips as if it was recalling something. "Well, it's a little salty, a little fresh, and the meat is still very tender. The special thing is that there are no extra thorns." Handsome looked at Caspian. Seeing Caspian slightly shake his head, it stared and said doubtfully, "You haven't eaten it yet, so why do you tell me there is special taste?" Caspian moved his fingertips and turned the direction of spirit boat. At the same time, he said lightly, "Although I don't eat, I can smell it with my nose."

Sia is still sitting there when I speak again. “Sia…” “Can you… get me a pregnancy kit?” Sia blinks once. Then again. “A—” She stops herself, lowering her voice. “Are you serious?” “I don’t know,” I admit. “That’s why I need it.” “You’ve been nauseous,” she says slowly. I nod. “And everything smells stronger. The soap. The air. Even the garden.” I swallow. “I can’t get enough of rosemary. I don’t even like it this much.”

It’s not a description that I recognise, but the look on Canus’s face when she called in with the update makes me think that he has his suspicions. The other two scents are found by me, the first is Claudia again, a cloyingly sweet trail that stands out among the dingy scents in the kitchen of Katy’s favourite pizzeria, and the other one I find in a park next to one of the bus stops she uses to get to and from work. It’s the scent of evening mist, but spicier, as if tinged with cinnamon or ozone. This, too, I recognise, though I can’t tell anyone as much. It belongs to Cassia, yet another one of Chryseus’s many progeny. I do my best to describe to Canus, but I can’t tell if he realised whose

He also grunts along with me enjoying looking at my messed-up form. Later on, something wet fluid out of me making me pant poorly before getting listless. Hugging my body he licked his fingers after smelling them and said " You smell good babe and taste good as well, however, you get tired only in this. God knows how you will manage me on the bed. Increase your diet or else you will faint on the first try "

Almost like she came in, she turned and walked out, leaving a cloud of her scent behind. My senses might have gotten better and hearing too, sight still wasn’t perfect, but it was better. It was still a little hard for me to identify the scents around me. I could perceive a smell, know it but it would be hard for me to describe it, or save it to memory. I didn’t know Daciana’s distinctive smell till date.

"Well done, Mi-amore. Which three sounds do you hear?" "Heartbeat, frying bacon and your breathing." "Good." I smile greatly as the panic attack simmers away and she returns to a calm state, little by little. "Name two things that you can smell?" I continue to bring her mind back to earth. "Sandlewood and Raspberries." She mention the top notes of my perfume. "One thing you can taste?" I breathe across her cheek.

Smelling his scent, and touching him with my tongue. My body shutters just thinking about it. Exiting the bathroom, Bahm is standing just outside. His delicious smelling cologne filling my nostrils with ease and mixed with his musky sweet scent. "Hey. Everything alright?" He asked with a concerned face, but his eyes travel down to my exposed cleavage at the top of my shirt, licking his lips ever so smoothly. I shake my head up and down, biting my bottom lip and eyeing his delicious smelling aura. My face begins to over heat when he starts to take steps towards me.

Liam wouldn’t shut up, and I was beginning to wonder just how many cups of beer he’d actually had. “My wolf likes your voice,” he slurred, stumbling as we turned the last corner. “I can feel him stir when you talk. Like, get a little jumpy. Isn’t that weird?” I bit back a laugh. “Very weird. You should probably never repeat that.” “Noted,” he whispered, but didn’t stop talking. “Also… you smell like vanilla and something… sharp.” “Tell me about it.” “Like citrus—orange. And sandalwood, it’s rude.”

But due to the wind at the rooftop, they could not find a trace of smoke at all, the wind was blowing it away. “Well, that is sickening.” Albert suddenly said, his nose scrunched up— forming a bunny noise— as he tried to block what he was smelling by pinching his nose. He tried to look for the source of that bad smell but due to the wind, he can’t pinpoint the exact location of it. Hestia and Excami looked at him questioningly. They both tried sniffing the air but they couldn't smell anything bad. All they could smell was that sweet scent— like flowers and strawberries.

Conrad gulped and said earnestly, “I just can’t differentiate the smell of flowers. Ginger is a type of herb.” Fia blinked. “Can you smell it then?” “Yeah.” “Tell me what it smells like.” Otherwise, she wouldn’t believe him.