Dragon Blood Incense Smell Novels & Stories

She smelled like a mixture of flowers and honey, the scent was intoxicating to him. As he lifted her hair to massage her scalp, he could see the beginnings of her dragon mark wrapping around her shoulder, he moved his hands to her neck and began to gently massage her. He could feel his fangs twitching at the sight of her neck, he so wanted to drink from her. Seraphina could feel his gaze on her neck “You can taste me if you wish to” Seraphina muttered shyly, hoping she hadn't overstepped. To feed from another Vampire or Dhamir was a deeply intimate and sensual thing to do, more so even than having sex.

I asked. "Let's begin with incense," William suggested. "If there's no improvement, we can explore alternative options." He prescribed a blend of lavender, frankincense, sandalwood, and ylang-ylang, explaining that these fragrances were known for their calming properties and ability to reduce anxiety and stress. Asher and I procured the necessary ingredients, and William prepared the incense according to the required process. By the time he finished, he appeared fatigued, yawning occasionally.

Where the sauce touched the white porcelain, a thin, sickly gray ring separated from the red juice, glistening with a faint, oily shimmer. Dragon-root. It was an herb the mountain hunters used to numb the limbs of wild beasts before putting them down. To a full-blooded dragon warrior with burning mana in their veins, a small pinch would only cause a mild stomach cramp. But to a frail human body—especially lungs already scarred by chronic sickness—the herb would clamp the throat shut within ten minutes. Across the room, Seraphine lifted her crystal wine glass. She caught my gaze and offered a smooth, poisonous smile, tilting her glass toward me in a silent, mocking toast.

In the end, everyone nodded in agreement. Under their watchful eyes, Sebastian lit the incense and placed it near Lisandra's pillow. When it was first lit, it emitted a delicate fragrance, but after a while the scent became strangely off. The familiar fragrance remained, but now carried a strong, bloodlike odor. As the bloody scent spread, it was tainted with a rotten stench that overpowered the earlier pleasant scent completely. Everyone quickly covered their noses, their hearts pounding as they anxiously watched Lisandra. Before long, something that shocked everyone present happened.

' The words hung, and Thorne's face twisted, but he finished the anointing with a final shove, stepping back as Drake shook off the vines. Mira nodded to me. 'Now, priestess. Anoint him fully. Let the scents merge.' Her eyes held mine, that hidden resentment bubbling under her calm. I approached Drake, the ground soft and yielding under my feet, the eclipse's dim light making his scars look like maps of old battles. Up close, his scent hit me—musk and pine, stronger now with the oils, pulling at the heat in my veins. My hands trembled as I took more oil, starting at his neck, fingers tracing the ridges of his scars. They were rough under my touch, stories etched in flesh, and as I massaged l

But what’s odd is that instead of children, teenage boys and adult men are buying the balloons. “It’s him.” He said. “Okay.” I muttered as I checked my things and my bike. “I think the drugs are hidden inside those balloons.” I said. Then I heard Black Dragon on my intercom, “Kid, give the coordinates.” “It’s 21 degrees southwest from the Han River, Black Dragon.” Hawkeye answered him. “Got it. Let’s finish this.” Black Dragon said as I heard his car started and sped away leaving smoke and dirt behind. "What a show off." I mumbled as I ride my bike and followed him.

he fired back . I can't believe we were both starting an argument about my mate underwear. I ignored him and continue sniffing the scent of my mate aurosal,she scented like vanilla and rose,which was a very weird combination altogether. "What's going on here,wait is that Aurora's panties."draco ask raising an eyebrow in confusion,his right hand was over his mouth like he was stopping himself to bust into a laugh and his left hand pointing at the panties which was in my hands.

Lucianne’s angered eyes turned sapphire blue, but before she could do anything, Draxon warned in a taunting tone, “Ah ah ah. Don’t even think about it, Lucy. You have no idea how many amigos I brought with me. You wouldn’t want everyone here to get vampire venom by accident now, do you?” Lucianne registered the strong scents of chrysanthemum and pine leaves, as did everyone else. As if through silent agreement, everyone started subtly sniffing out the individual scents on top of the general vampire odor, in order to count how many were surrounding them, and where their exact positions were.

"Did you know you have a singular smell, very enticing aroma?" "What?" "I hadn't noticed it before but it smells like flowers, no… more than that, like a garden full of blossoming flowers." Miriam narrowed her eyes before closing them to inhale more of the sweet aroma. "This particular scent could entice any male dragon into madness." "What? What are you talking about?"

Alfred waved his hand making the dome disappear. Throwing seeds on the snow Nara yelled ‘eight drills’. Large thorns grew from the seeds; some crawled on the bear’s foot and drilled into it while others tried to penetrate its chest. Chevy whose leg was partially healed removed the cork of a tiny bottle then splashed the green liquid inside on the bear arm. The bear growled in agony. Its arm began to corrode. The bear detached its hand from its shoulder knowing fully well that if it wasn’t careful its whole body would decay.