Scented Doll Novels & Stories

I scampered through the washroom door immediately. Exhaling a sigh of relief when I notice no one was there, I drop my backpack on the sink and proceed to open it. Searching through its contents, I emerged with my spray and wasted no time in masking my scent. Today was a mistake I couldn't afford. I thought I did mask my scent. Suddenly, I'm thinking about my father. And what he was going to do to me when he discovered what I had done. “There is only one rule, you little bitch, never let anyone know who you are! Mask your scent all the time, else, you’re going to get it so hot from me!'’

I can smell her scent on you. I'm ready to argue, but something else catches my eye... Two girls with familiar faces are running, desperate, with an expression of pure terror... They're wearing our college's cheerleading uniform, and they're carrying some of Scarlett's pheromones — I can smell Scarlett's fear surrounding these girls.

-Mom PS- it’s gender neutral’ I inspect the modern style bottle. It looks classy. I read Ellis Brooklyn…Ah! A local company. The scent name appears to be Fable and it has both woodsy and floral notes…it is soft but not too soft. I like it! I haven’t taken off the charm bracelet since we made it on Saturday and it has gotten quite a few people’s curiosity, even people who don't usually speak to me have asked about it. I proudly tell them that my boyfriend and I made it together at a jewelry making workshop. I glance at my wrist as I spritz on the new fragrance and think of how lucky I feel. I hear a knock at the apartment door and rush across the small apartment to answer it to see Aldo with

She reached for a glass, her fingers slippery with soap, and focused entirely on the squeak of the sponge against the surface. Then the air shifted. It wasn't a sound, but a change in pressure, a disturbance in the atmosphere behind her that prickled the skin on the back of her neck. The hairs there stood up, a primal warning system firing before her conscious mind could process it. The scent of him—sandalwood and something sharper, like ozone—cut through the smell of lemon detergent. “Leaf—”

Not hers. My hands started shaking. 'Are they selling off coma patients' bodies?' All those stories from school came flooding back. My skin crawled. I fought the nausea and fear, forced myself to finish cleaning her up. I was about to leave when I saw it—the music box on her nightstand. Ms. Deinert had told me not to mess with it. But my hand moved anyway. I popped it open. No music. Just velvet at the bottom. Then I saw it—tiny crumbs near the edge. Crackers, maybe?

He could get lost in Hades's deep gold-green eyes shining with equal parts lust and devotion forever. And as a no-fur with a gift for working with the aura of flowers, Doll could sense the lightest of fragrances. No bloom in this world could match the heady scent of chai-spiced tea and embers at the moment they turn to ash that he associated with his tom. He felt his pocket grow slick as he breathed in Hades's unique musk.

I laid in bed, staring at the ceiling, my stomach churning with nerves. Today was Xander’s eighteenth birthday, and I was about to face him, our bond stronger than ever. I traced the outline of the label on the spray bottle. Spelling out "scent mask". A brand that created a deodorant like spray that covered your scent to all werewolves. making you smell just like the surroundings. And although this was mostly sold to children who pranked people on Halloween so that they wouldn’t get caught.

Even if Lulla cried over something silly in the future, they still wouldn't let her get sad again. Fortunately, Frans and Sol's efforts seemed to have had a positive effect on Lulla. With her eyes still teary, the girl stared at the large doll in her brother's hands. Although Lulla previously couldn't smell pheromones like a typical werewolf, the girl managed to smell the soothing pine scent this time. Lulla's hand reached out to take the doll from her brother's hand. Lulla inhaled the scent on the doll deeply, then began to feel magically calm.