Novel & Cerita Omegaverse Scents

“It’s not an excuse if it’s true.” Which it isn’t… but none of them needs to know that. “The thing about Omegas,” Kai says, stepping closer to me, “is that their scent is among the most distinct of all werewolf scents. One sniff, and everyone would know exactly what you are. But I… can’t smell you, for some reason.” Good. That means my masking perfume works like a charm. “Nothing can help you smell my wolf,” I answer, forcing myself to appear a little downcast. “I was born without one.”

Maddox The scent hit me before he even stood up from the table. Sweet, slick, charged with something primal that clung to the air like invisible steam. I could taste it on the back of my tongue, even if I kept my jaw tight and my breathing shallow. Omegas in pre-heat always smelled potent, but there was something about this one. It was something I couldn’t quite put a name to. Like the scent was made just for me.

“No, I’m not pressuring you to show her to the world, I was just–” “You want what's best for her, I understand that,” I begin, standing to my feet, approaching the omega. Hair still wet from the bath she just had, skin smooth and fair, her lavender scent mixed with a strawberry scent that does little work in overshadowing her natural scent. “I’ll get you lavender-scented products. I want your scent more.” I want it stitched to my brain so my nose identifies every scent as Lavender, so I think of her every time a scent winds past my nose.

Little but unmistakable, I inhale slowly, frowning the scent inside the car is changing. When in school Ronan smelt like Alpha Musk and chemicals,cold and sharp the scent of a disciplined Alpha who kept the world at arm's length. But that Alpha’s musk is fading, evaporating like steam, in its place, something softer emerges, warm and earthy. Like cedar and the air after rain. My grip tightens around the steering wheel, because I know that's his true Omega scent, my gaze drops to the small vial sitting in my bag. His suppressants ,but I cannot give them to him now.

I feel the rush of adrenaline and I take a deep breath to calm myself. After I take a few deep breaths, I grab my backpack and head towards the school doors. Something in me tells me that I should turn around to go home, but I push it aside as nerves. I reach my locker and begin taking out my books for class. Just then, I smell the most amazing fragrance and I start making my way to follow it. It's the scent of my mate. My heart and mind yelled in excitement. Being an omega human is not always bad. I also have some strong senses such as recognizing the scent, well I don't know if it's just me or every human omega that has these senses, but who cares?

"Pros of this special concoction, it hides your scent, allowing you to snoop unnoticed. Downside—it blocks your sense of smell as well." Derek remembered the perfume from the van, where it had been passed around each occupant. It truly did work like a charm. Thanks to its strong scent, he couldn't smell anything else when it was near. He supposed that was the same for other werewolves. It was why he had been assaulted so easily by Belinda's friend. With much difficulty—and considerable endurance—Lexie splashed a drop of the disgusting liquid onto each of her armpits. Taking a deep breath, she returned the bottle to its owner.

I could hear the groans and screams of the Omegas who also smelled Gruvv's pheromones. My body reacted, I could feel my backside getting wet after smelling this seductive pheromone scent. The scent of Gruvv's pheromones smells like the scent of Tangerine with honey, the fragrance is so overly sweet. “GRUVV! GRUVV!” Joshua called his name repeatedly from outside the room. I turned to Gruvv who was still staring at me, he was standing in front of me and not moving at all. My body was trembling, this time not because of pain or cold, but because of the incredible arousal.

He snatched his mate out of the way as she bulldozed past her, both of them exchanging a mystified look before they darted after her, hand in hand. Moni didn't even here the litany of words that poured from her mouth as she was dragged, lungs first through the store, inhaling deep lungsful of that scent that had caught her attention at the station. OMEGA MINE OMEGA CLAIM OMEGA she barked out as she ripped the curtain aside and darted down the short hallway, all the while sifting through the different notes of the scent that was assaulting her. Honey and peony and a delicious base note vanilla, all woven together and wrapped up in pure Omega, a scent that called to the most primal part of her

He heard they were very painful and uncomfortable, so he happily took them every month. The scent neutralizers he took were also expensive because he put them on every day. He knew only Alphas could smell Omega scents, but he didn't want to risk people finding out he was an Omega, so he also needed money for that. It wasn't like he was poor; he just had enough to come by. He didn't complain about his life, and he was happy with the way he lived right now. Those few side effects couldn't keep him down.

He sank to his knees, uncaring of the filth that started to seep into the tweed trousers of his suit when the beautiful scent of raspberry and white musk with an underlying base note of roses all wrapped around the most delicate scent of Omega stole all the strength from his legs. The scent of Omega. MY OMEGA, his brain was screaming at him, the two words pushing every other thought from his mind. MY OMEGA the scent said, the words crashing from his brain to his heart to his stomach to his soul and back to his brain. MY OMEGA, lying in an unmoving heap on the ground of a filthy back alley in the centre. "Ash!" he shouted, unable to keep the panic from his tone as he launched himself forward.