I Smell Like Beef Novels & Stories

I wanted to know before but was too worried about meeting my father. “We can smell our mate. You smell like chocolate and cinnamon to me,” Codex said. “You smell like the ocean and cantaloupe to me.” Satu stated. “You smell like a flower field filled with Lilacs and tulips to me,” Zane said. “And to me you smell like fresh baked bread and coffee,” Landon said sheepishly. “I didn’t know I could smell like so many different scents.” I said as I looked at them all. “So why do I feel the same way with Drac that I feel with all of you?”

I frowned, and so I did, concentrated, and then identified the smell of my mates. Biel smelled like mint, Drago smelled like lemon, Aris smelled like cinnamon, and Connor smelled like pine. They were my favorite smells, and that I perceived it from them, from their characteristic scent, did not surprise me. After that, I identified Rose's rose scent and the high priest's wax scent. The other smells were harder to sense, but I was able to identify six more men. They were all eating outside the house, so I followed the scent, and when I walked out the door, they all saw me.

Thank you for letting me know this is purely business. I gave him a curt nod and a wry smile, a silent acknowledgment of the invisible barrier he'd erected between us, and exited his office, the heavy door closing behind me with a soft thud. The moment I stepped into my apartment, the rich, savory aroma of roasted beef and simmering spaghetti filled my senses, a warm, comforting embrace after the tense atmosphere of Justin's office. Man, it smelled amazing in here. Like, all garlic and oregano, and that sweet, rich smell of beef.

“Grrr!” Layla flinched when she heard him growl on her face. His breath smelled like mint with a strong metallic scent combined. ‘Blood,’ she whispered to herself when she remembered the disgusting smell she had whenever she was beaten to a pulp. The pungent smell of blood became her perfume. She bathed with it almost every day.

, Wow, fourth check, I'm thinking of Dom now and also dean hehe "9. You get high just by their smell.", Fifth check, omyyy Dom's scent is really good even from afar, I swear I could smell him forever, yes, it's true, you can smell h for you to be sure. Dean was also like that. Should I ask them about their perfume brand?

Taste was more for food and drinks. Like for instance, at the bar tonight with my sister. All I could smell was a mix of sweat, perfume, cologne and alcohol. My sister uses a floral perfume, jasmine and its easy for me to know its her because not many wear that scent. Her boyfriend, Andy, bathes himself in that axe body spray and its enough to smother me when I get too close. Then those two guys that joined us for a bit, flirting with me. They smelled of cheap beer and cheap cologne.

The way he was mumbling something under his breath and how he stomped over to the door made him seem absolutely breathtaking. Before the knock could even sound all the way Six had already jerked the door open. “What,” he growled out. The smell hit me first. It was so strong that it made my nostrils burn and my stomach clench. The sickening smell was so harsh that it had me gasping for fresh air. It was the smell of cologne that was mixed in with my air. The only reason I knew that was because it was what human males wore to mask their own aroma. My instinct had told me that they wore it to ward off any predators from attacking.

I reply, "like, have you smelt and erm.. tasted your own?" Now she looks really embarrassed.. "Yes," she breathes "And..." I wait, am I really going to admit to this? "I sniff my arse" "What the fuck?" She says "doesn't that smell of shit?" "NO!" I exclaim probably too forcefully - and explain that expensive perfume used to be made of beaver arse glands "Noooo! So, what's it like? Arse?" I tell her, it's kind of musky, earthy She stands up, and I think she's so disgusted she's going to leave. But instead she snakes her hand down her shorts, at the back.

I grin and step aside. When she walks past me, I grab her, putting a hand over her mouth. As she is struggling like a cute little kitten to get away, I pull her with me into the backyard. Her scent is rolling off of her. She smells faintly of sour sweat. Fear ! I turn her and breathe in again. With a tight hold on the cow's jaw, so she can’t scream, I rip her shirt open. The smell of sweat hits me full on and I lift her arm wanting more. Carefully I run my tongue over the shaved skin of her armpit. “Eww bad idea”. I spit several times. “You use way too much cheap perfume, you know that right ?”

[Elian’s POV] A strange, rich smell woke me up. It was not the smell of dirty water. It was not the smell of wet rock, stale sweat, or human fear. Those were the only smells I had known since I was dragged into the black mountain. But this was different. It was the heavy, mouth-watering smell of hot meat, roasted fat, and salted bones.