Scented Doll Novels & Stories

Aurora's POV I was startled when the door to the study got pushed open, and the scent that hit me had my core clenching in a way I hated but have no control over. My body is behaving like it doesn't belong to me since I arrived at this pack, and I need to check that before it embarrasses me further than we have already gone. Why the hell is my core tightening? Enveloping and irresistible, his scent is a captivating blend of sandalwood, subtly infused with the essence of the woods he cherishes. This pure, masculine aroma possesses the power to command attention from any discerning nose. It makes females throw away their panties straight away.

Though he looked perplexed, he still did as he was told. Then, she lit some incense, letting the fragrance gradually spread through the air. Mom smiled and explained that it was aromatherapy incense that worked best when used together with her perfume. The idol trainee nodded. But the moment I caught the familiar scent, I quickly covered my nose. I knew that scent far too well. It was the sedative incense Mom bought. Half a year ago, I was kept awake by mosquitoes in my room. So I went to the storage room to look for some mosquito repellents.

—R Beneath the note lay a small collection of vials. Soap, oils, and a delicate perfume—each with the subtle scent of honeysuckles. Everleigh inhaled softly, letting the gentle aroma fill her senses. It was unlike anything she had smelled before; soothing and warm without being overpowering. The edges of the vials were delicate and perfectly formed, the labels hand-lettered. Her fingers lingered over each one, marveling at the thoughtfulness behind the gift. Her heart warmed at the thought, and she turned to the maids with a soft smile. “You may go now. Thank you for helping me prepare. This is… perfect.”

She stares wide-eyed at the Queen who just emerged from the inner chamber. Yuelan’s notes the guilty look on her servant’s face and decides to mess with her. She heard what the servant said about the doll. Not necessarily true. The doll is just someone she is using to distract herself from her horrid marriage, but she can’t have her personal servant spewing nonsenses. The girl needs to learn to keep her mouth shut. “Who am I obsessed with?” She questions in a calm tone like she is having a conversation about the weather with servant. While she waits for the servant to answer her question, she strides to set table and takes a sit. Suddenly she feels very farmish.

But as she passed by, Serena’s nose twitched. Her wolf bristled. There was a scent trailing off the maid. Not just soap or perfume. It was the heavy, cloying scent of *Ylang-ylang*—an aphrodisiac used to mask pheromones.

Kaidën Good. The smell of fear permeates the air, with both men shivering and staring at me. Even the smell of their fear is pungent, and irritating, like the smell of a rotten corpse, spreading all over. These men have done horrible things—things that have tainted their scent, and presence. "I just need you to take me to the dungeon." I say, evenly. Once they have taken me to the dungeon, I can dispose of them immediately, because their survival is impossible.

If I wanted information, I would find it here. I wonder if my Aunt Selene G had worked here. She always seemed so elegantly dressed. “Fascinating,” I breathed. “Oh, you haven't seen anything yet. Wait till you see our dolls.” “What are they?” “Women trained in the act of seduction, you'll see,” Lilly whispered with a smirk. Estonia paused in front of a door at the end of the long hallway and pushed it open. A man suddenly emerged from one of the rooms. My hands clenched by my side as I recognised the familiar scent on me.

He accepts the present, playfully shaking the box and earning himself a scolding from Ryder, “Daddy be Careful!” “I’m sorry.” He replies sheepishly, carefully ripping the paper off. Inside there is a set of four candles, each of which bears one of the pup’s names. Ethan pulls out the first one, lifting the Riley jar to his nose and blinking in astonishment. “Goddess, it smells exactly like you.” He says to the pup in question. It only takes a moment before he looks up to me. “How -?” “Creating scents is what I do, remember?” I remind him. “And the pups wanted you to have something to remember them by.”

I hesitated for a moment, then spritzed a small amount on my wrist. As the scent wafted up to me, my eyes widened in shock. It was incredibly similar to my own scent, the one I had always thought was unique to me. My mind raced with questions. How could this be? I picked up another bottle and tried it, then another. Each perfume had slight variations, but the core scent was unmistakably similar to mine. It was as if the breeders had somehow captured my essence and bottled it.

"Darling, I have called the tailor and have a meeting with them in the villa. Also, I have an appointment with the souvenir maker." "Souvenir?" She asked and flipped it. Her eyes widened at the beautiful souvenir. There are three types of souvenirs that they will be releasing. A heart-shaped bottle perfume, made of glass that would look like a gemstone with their adorable face on it, and a customized wine glass pitcher that is shaped into a g-clef. "Wow, Mom, this is amazing!" "I know," Keira giggled. "Well, at least those souvenirs are useful." <><><><>