Edward Cullen Scent Novels & Stories

Their bond is a mistake but their growing attraction is no denial. Lydia's life takes a dramatic turn after the sudden disappearance of her wolf and her mate's claim on her friend due to their scents becoming mixed. Determined to uncover the truth, Lydia joins forces with her friend's mate. Together, they work to restore her scent while protecting their packs from an insider threat. As they navigate these challenges, they also grapple with their growing attraction to each other, despite not being mates. Throughout this journey, Lydia strives to prove herself as a worthy Luna.

Amira Edwards, the sole offspring of Mr. and Mrs. Williams Edward, remains oblivious to the fact that her father orchestrated a transaction, offering her hand in marriage to a billionaire in order to revive his ailing business. Expecting a life of joy and familial growth, she instead finds herself subjected to torment and unreciprocated affection from her husband. Determined to pursue personal growth and honor her promise to repay the monetary sum, Amira makes the arduous decision to depart from her affluent spouse and his opulent lifestyle. Meanwhile, Morris James, an exceptionally handsome and reserved entrepreneur with a dark past, develops an abhorrence towards his father and anyone associated with him. In his pursuit of retribution, he procures the daughter of his father's closest confidant with the intention of subjecting her to torment. However, as fate would have it, Morris eventually succumbs to love's sway, thereby altering the trajectory of their intertwined destinies

"What perfume are you wearing Eriantha?" He inhaled her scent, the best Top Note he has ever come across. "I am a perfumer Mr.Karwitz" She rasped with an enticing nervousness, "I am not supposed to wear perfumes." Darcel Karwitz, the CEO of a top-notch perfume brand, who has hated perfumes with an unequivocal passion his entire life. Perfumes remind him of nothing but his revenge, because of his biological father Viktor Cedine, who is the owner of the most expensive perfume brand in the market, and he had abandoned his mother while she was pregnant. Darcel's only goal is to destroy that man and what better way could there be than to ruin his pride, the very brand that has made him the man Viktor is! Eriantha Reux is the best perfumer, who hides behind a pseudonym running a small online business nobody knows about, until Darcel Karwitz discovers her. He wants her skills for his goal, his revenge. But, there are more secrets to Eriantha than it appears. She wants something more than the job, she wants his name, for she has people to protect. They both need something each other. It was supposed to be all business... But then everything goes wrong, as for the first time Darcel is hooked by a scent, her unique scent. Now he doesn't want to let her go. Here's what this book promises: #marriageofconvinience #Revenge #Hefallsfirst #BrilliantFMC #Steamyromance #HEA #karwitzinloveseries #book1 #DualPov

Two lives. One obsession.By day, she's a street thief with killer curves and a hidden hunger. By night, she sells her body to the highest bidder.By day, he's a billionaire CEO closing deals. By night, he's the masked mafia king who rules the shadows.She stole his black card. He stole her freedom.But years ago, behind masks in a dark room, their bodies already knew each other scent, scar, birthmark. Now the chase is on. And when the masks fall... neither will escape.

I'm the ultimate predator, a bear shifter. I live by a code. Hunt or be hunted. Kill or be killed. Then I meet her. The second I catch her scent, I know she was meant for me. She was born to wear my mark and I was born to protect her. She belonged to my enemy until I took her. He wants her back. He'll wage war to get her, but no one's taking her from me. She's mine, and I'm not letting her go.

BLURB Aira accepted one night for money. Four men. One room. Masks on. No names. It was meant to end when the door opened. The next morning, she discovers the men she shared that room with now share her home with two stepbrothers, her stepfather, and a man who knows them all too well. None of them know they touched the same woman. Yet. As memories resurface through scent, proximity, and fractured restraint, Aira is forced to live inside a secret that grows more dangerous by the day. Because the masks are gone. And the truth is getting closer.

[ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs - ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ ] Emily Willows longs for passion, but only with the man of her dreams: the brilliant, warm and dashing Edward Jones. If only her oblivious, dreaming neighbour can stop with all his gentlemanly-ness and just pin her into the nearest solid obstacle available. And then, perhaps encircle her whimpering body into the solid rippling confines of his warmth- But no, he would not. He could not. As they’ve been best friends for, well, ever. And that's why it becomes extremely challenging for her when he asks her the biggest favour he could ever ask. The one favour she was sure no friend would ever ask their own. The one she was sure to lose herself to. The one she knew she shouldn’t say yes to. But it would indeed be the one to make her crazy all the same. Oh, dammit, all to hell. ~ritikablush.Copyright StarryRitika 2020

"They called me a defect from the day I was born. No wolf, no scent, no future." That was the lie the Crescent Moon pack fed me my entire life. I was the dirt beneath their paws. The pack’s punching bag, an empty vessel, kept around only to scrub their floors. All I ever wanted was to survive my eighteenth birthday and vanish into the human world. But the Moon Goddess has a sick, twisted sense of humor. At the brutal Alpha Summit, the kind that happens once every decade, the scent hit me. It wasn't just one intoxicating wave of mate-pull. It was two. One smelled of pine and dark magic. The other smelled of blood and winter fire. Kael, Alpha of the Bloodhound Pack; ruthless, heavily scarred, and the most feared executioner on the continent. Ryker, Alpha of the Silvermane Pack; arrogant, indomitably powerful, and Kael’s sworn, centuries-old blood enemy. When both men roared "MINE" across the summit hall, the fragile peace treaty didn’t just break. It shattered. They don't want to share. They want to conquer. Now, the invisible nobody is the ultimate prize in a territorial war that will tear the shifter world apart. I am physically bound to two men who would rather burn the world to ash than let the other touch me. If I reject one, the mate-bond will kill him. If I choose both, the packs will riot. I just wanted to survive. But to stay alive, I might have to become the most dangerous Luna of them all.

Blood poured heavily between my thighs, the metallic scent sharp enough to make my wolf whimper in agony. But the pain that tore deeper into my soul was the sight of my Alpha mate running past me without hesitation, chasing the overturned vehicle that had crashed toward Marina’s white car instead. “Marina!” he roared, his Alpha command raw and furious. A voice he had never once used on me in the five years I had stood beside him as Luna. I lifted my trembling hand, my lips parting in desperation. I wanted to scream that his pup was the heir of the pack, the secret I had protected for years was growing inside me. But he never looked back. He gathered Marina into his arms, his grip fierce and possessive, and carried her away as if she were his true mate. I thought that was the worst betrayal a Luna could endure. I was wrong. When I woke in the infirmary, the bond between my wolf and my mate was eerily silent. No Alpha. No pup. Only the cold scent of blood and a set of rejected papers resting beside my bed. I smiled faintly, my voice no more than a whisper. “This time I will be the one who makes Alpha Declan Jordan kneel until he howls in regret and begs his discarded Luna to return.”

“You smell like mine.” Lyra never believed the legends about Lycans. They said those monstrous, feral creatures with strength far beyond wolves. But when she tries to save a child from a rogue attack, her blood spills on sacred soil… and her hidden bloodline awakens. Miles away, Ares Nightbane, the terrifying Lycan King, turns feral when her scent hits him like a drug. Her pain drags him across kingdoms in minutes. Her fear breaks what little sanity he has left. He finds her bleeding. Shaking. Dying. And the moment his eyes meet hers, the ruthless king loses absolute control. He pins her to the ground with a growl, breath hot on her throat. Not to kill her. Not to save her. But because the bond, the one he swore to destroy has chosen her. “Run if you want,” Ares snarls, lips brushing her ear. “I’ll chase. I’ll devour. I’ll claim every inch of you until the moon rises in your eyes. You are mine, little wolf. Mine to protect. Mine to ruin.” Lyra is poor, brave, and stubborn enough to defy a king. But resisting the Lycan who can cross kingdoms in minutes? The king whose madness is soothed only by her scent? The king who would tear apart the world to keep her? She might survive the monsters outside the palace but surviving the one obsessed with her? That may be impossible.