Scented Doll Novels & Stories

she says sternly. “Okay, okay.” I quickly close my eyes and breathe in and out through my nose. First thing I smell is Sorrell’s heavenly scent that makes my mouth water. I also pick up another scent. Oak and sandalwood. That’s Richard’s scent. Nothing unusual there, they hang out a lot more now ever since we learned he’s her best friend’s animai. I’m happy for them, they’re a really cute couple. I continue to breathe through my nose, and I can smell the ink from my typewriter, and the books on my shelves. I can even smell the pine from the Christmas decorations that must have wafted in with Sorrell. Clearly, my nose is working fine. “I smell everything, naturally.”

Allen didn't like it at all, but since it was Ohm Cafe, she wore it anyway. "Hello, they're gorgeous. It smells lovely in here...or is that just your scent?" Seth purred. Every Omega had a unique scent. To some people, their scent smelled heavenly, and to others, it smelled horrible. It depended on the person. However, to most people, Allen's scent was on the heavenly side. She smelled like Vanilla with chocolate chip cookies, along with the smell of rain. To some people, it would sound weird that those things would smell good together, but they did.

At this time, the other person had entered the store, standing in front of a glass case full of porcelain dolls. Oralie followed her and saw that what Selina was staring at was a very beautiful doll. The doll has bright red lips, just like this vampire's red lips. The doll has long, straight brown hair, and her eyes are adorned with green, which is a bright color, but this bright color gives it an extremely cold look. The combination of arrogance and nobility emanating from it was beautiful. The more delicately crafted clothes that brought out that pretentiousness, the more nobility emanated from them.

It feels like yesterday and a lifetime ago all at once. I'd been walking through the pack grounds when I heard the engines. Three black SUVs rolling up the main road. Everyone stopped to watch. Royalty doesn't visit small packs like ours often. The door of the middle SUV opened. He stepped out. And I smelled him. Pine. Rain. Earth after a storm. The scent hit me so hard I actually stumbled. Sable went completely still. Not scared. Just... certain. Mate, she whispered. I stood there frozen while he scanned the crowd. His eyes passed right over me. No recognition. No pause. Nothing.

Lucien shoved me in first, then slid in beside me, Kael got Theo in the back pulling him across his lap. Lucien drove, tires screeched. In the back seat, Theo was shaking violently. sweat beaded on his forehead, his scent was overwhelming, heat , raw. It almost made Kael and Lucien lost control. Kael's face went White. "Rian," he called voice tight. "Do something." I reached back, grabbing Theo's hand. my own scent slipped out-controlled, careful, Enigma pheromones is meant to soothe and can also be very dangerous.

Whatever fragile control he'd maintained shatters. He blocks my path. Growls low and dangerous. "Wash that male's scent off you, Rhea! You're my Mate! Mine!" I laugh. Actually laugh at the absurdity. "Weren't you disgusted by me?" I smile, stepping back. "Didn't I reek of Wolfsbane? Didn't my very existence make you sick?" Damon approaches. Removes his mask with deliberate slowness. The face he reveals is devastating. Perfect bone structure. Otherworldly beauty. Those violet eyes cold as winter stars.

The warm breath condensed into a small puff of white mist in the cold air, vanishing in an instant. He extended his slender fingers, carefully picking up the incense sticks from the offering table. The incense was specially made, black in color, and when lit, it did not emit the usual fresh scent but instead released a thick, sweet, and bloody smoke that made him cough twice. Tears welled up at the corners of his eyes, but he dared not wipe them away, letting them slide down his cheeks, afraid that such an action would be seen as disrespectful by the divine doll before him.

it is also wearing a blue hat with lines, rainbow the color of the lines. "That's it," I pointed to the doll. "It's only two thousand, you have the one thousand." He nodded and told the woman at the cashier what I wanted. He took it and handed it to me. I quickly hugged it when I got it, it was soft and fragrant, it didn't smell new and it didn't smell old. "What perfume is this, sister?" I laughed at the cashier question while pointing at the doll. "No ma'am, she's just being put on perfume." He also laughs answer.

“ Wow, this is incredible! “ Thank you very much! “ I want that porcelain doll, for my daughter, she is crazy about dolls.... “ Clear. “ I approach the shelf and take out the doll, which must have been 10cm tall, wearing a white and pink dress, with two braids and slanted eyes like ours. I handed it over. “This doll? “ Yes. “ She takes the doll and smells it, smelling the scent of roses. My dolls, in addition to each one having their own outfit, also had their own smell. I liked to do something mine and unique. She watched the doll for a while and smiled. “ Also, I'll want this little carousel... “ She was choosing the objects and I was picking them up. I took all the ones she wanted and pac

Breaking people, spilling blood, ruling my kingdom in peace. But no, I'm here. Hovering over this perfect fucking doll, watching her sleep. I lean in closer, dipping my head beside hers, lips just a breath away from her ear. I inhale deep. The vanilla scent crawls under my skin, coils around my spine, and grips me by the throat. "You'll be mine soon, doll face," I whisper, "and when that happens, you'll never be able to escape me."