Novel & Cerita Scent Of Revenge Chinese Drama

What a privilege mother f*cker. Lane immediately ran to where they were. “Sir Collin, I am really sorry for her actions. We will try to make it up to you. The club will. You can get every drink that you want for free tonight.” Our head tried to calm him down but I thought he just got angrier by what he said. He gave a small sarcastic laugh. “Hey!” He grabbed our boss' necktie towards him. “I can afford every single drink here. I can even buy this bar if I want to. Do not test my patience.” Collin released his forceful grab to the head.

I tried to get her out of my mind but she didn’t stop fighting. I resumed my walk to the door but then as my finger poised to pull the knob, an intoxicating smell of Sandalwood and Vanilla hits my nostrils. Just a whiff of it sends my senses on fire, my core included. I staggered back, the scent was getting closer and choking. Aeth on the other hand was on cloud nine, the scent enlivens her. Frantically, I looked around for any weapon to attack and hopefully get away from this unfortunate mate because surely, Keres would kill both of us. I can only make it hurt less for him.

But it still refreshes and calms your thoughts. This scent is fine for him, but Cian Xia will be unable to handle a strong scent. His nose will itch and irritate him. Every residence has a distinct scent and fragrance that represents the type of peak. Some scents are pleasant and relaxing, while others are overpowering and unpleasant.

After her rebirth, she felt no pain, no guilt, no sympathy, and no remorse but right now, her heart was heavy with raw emotions and her eyes sting with unshed tears. She was way out of the world with her thoughts when the smell of smoke wafted into her nose, snapping her back to her senses. What the fuck is that?!! “Saffron, stop the car!” She tried to stop the car but couldn’t. Alarmed, she quickly cried out. “I– I can’t. The brake is not working!”

I want to give up and give myself over to the anguish, but I know we’re not out of danger yet. Qiang keeps running; carrying me in his arms; the trees around us moving by so fast I can’t even register them. Slowly I start to notice my sense of smell and hearing returning. I can hear the animals moving in the earth, and I can finally smell Qiang’s scent. He smells like star anise, and I can even pick up another scent on us, it smells like lemongrass and coconut. That must be Nuo’s scent. My strength and gifts are returning to me, but I feel like it's all too little too late.

“She’s trouble. You smell it—blood and fury. You really think she’ll bend?” “She will,” I said, sharper than I meant. “Or I’ll make her.” But as I downed the drink, her voice echoed—“I don’t roll over.” Damn it, I need to fuck someone now, she’s already under my skin, a itch I can’t scratch. I caught her scent lingering—blood, moonflowers, something wild—and it hit me harder than the whiskey. Revenge is the plan, but she’s turning it into a fight I didn’t sign up for.

Her cheeks were flushed red, brows tightly furrowed with unbearable pain. Hearing someone call her name, she slowly lifted her gaze - her peach blossom eyes misted and seductive. “Gu Mo…cheng? Is it really you?” Jian Jianan resisted her urges, painstakingly. Gu Mocheng’s pheromones and the special cologne, a scent that only belonged to him - assailed her senses, dispersing what remained of her logic and resolve completely. She bearhugged his neck, throwing her head forward to kiss his sensual, cold lips…

She can let herself be cared for by him, she has to only be careful and build her fences high not to fall for him, and revenge will come later when she has the strength to defeat them. She just has to fool around, play with his emotions and shatter his heart in the end, that is the trick. Romance revenge won't be such a bad idea. "What are you afraid of?" He asked. Good question, "I'm afraid you might break my heart if you regain your memory and find out I am not the girl you loved, you might think I deceived you deliberately" she lied, not a complete lie. He opened his mouth to say another word, but she inserted her finger into his mouth without a second thought. He knew exactly what to do,

The sachet traced a smooth arc through the air, trailing a fragrant scent. Melody tightened her lips and held her breath, refusing to inhale any of the fragrance. The men caught the scent and immediately grew cautious, releasing her. They covered their mouths and noses. "What was that smell just now?" Melody winced in pain from her back as she was dropped to the ground. Frowning intensely, she waited for the scent to dissipate before saying nonchalantly, "That was Soul-breaking Incense. Anyone who smells it without an antidote within half an hour will die."

Perhaps he just had a really stressful day at work? Just as I reached for him, he moved away and gave me look that sent a chill up my spine. His lips curled in disgust. It was like he had smelled something bad. I froze, frowned, and sniffed myself. I smelled of perfume and strawberry shampoo, and there was nothing offensive about that. "Love, what's wrong? What's the matter?" I asked him. "Tell me. Maybe I can help you?"