Scenting Omegaverse Novels & Stories

he reassured. Brian nodded. Meredith gave Lana and Levi an apologetic smile as she left them to the boy's room. “You are both Omegas?” Levi exclaimed. “Yes,” Oscar answered with confidence. “Why couldn't I pick your scent?" Lana asked. “Because we have mastered how to mask our scents. Meredith and I picked his scent, knowing that he was an Omega like us. However, we have no idea what you are. But, you have a scent. Not just that of a wolf. But that of a wolf and a goddess,” he told her.

Abruptly, he covered his nose with his eyes wide in panic. I sniffed the air, puzzled at first until the scent hit me. A sweet mix of lavender and honeysuckle. The scent was so strong in the air, I wondered how I had missed it when I woke up. I looked at Ray, confused about the scent. Omegas are known to have sweet scents, while alphas have the manly woody scents, however, with the two of us alone in the room, there could be only one possibility. AN OMEGA STEPPED INTO MY ROOM???!

And then there was his scent. Fuck, his scent. We had been friends for long enough that I could pick his scent out of a crowd immediately, but lately? It had taken on an almost sweet undertone. Like an omega’s. An omega’s scent was one no alpha could ever get confused about. Though each person smelled different, it was always lighter. An almost vanilla or almond undertone. They made perfumes to try to replicate it in the big stores, selling them for thousands of dollars per bottle. Elias’s new scent could sell for hundreds of thousands.

the heat began to run through my body, I felt a slight fragrance come off me, it was my Omega scent. I was surprised and blinked. I hurriedly raised my arm and smelled my whole body. I thought it wasn't the smell of Omega, but yes, it was. Apparently, the fragrance flowed from me. I was the only Omega in this place. I sank my nose into my wrist to smell the scent. The scent was refreshing but subtle, it was undeniable, it was me. It was a peculiar scent that made me feel weird. Could all the other Omegas feel it? I finally realized that I had not taken my medications. Could that have been the reason? However, There was a time when I had not taken the medicine, but I never felt like this. Wh

My first Omega Heat was tearing through my veins like liquid fire. Every single nerve ending in my body felt exposed, raw, and super-sensitive. The silk sheets underneath me felt like sandpaper against my shivering skin. My breathing came in short, weak, jagged gasps. My chest heaved, and with every breath I took, the heavy, devastatingly sweet scent of crushed orchids and vanilla grew stronger, thicker, coating the back of my throat. It was my scent. I was a pure, unmated Omega, and my biology was screaming into the dark, demanding an Alpha.

Gavin was quick to open it this time. There stood a female omega, looking relatively older than him, dressed in a tunic in the usual fashion of Tundra. She has a scarf on her head that indicates that she is a servant. Gavin could not smell her scent though, instead, she smells like spicy herbs and a mix of something like damp soil, a scent that he was quite sure he had already smelled before. He was confused for a second until he saw the part of her neck where her scent gland is supposed to be, covered in a familiar oil. Right. Patchouli. Her scent gland is covered in the oil, masking it. He had seen hunters from his old pack use it before when they go out to hunt. Why does she use it though

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?

Their words intertwined until they were already laughing as they could seem to know more about what the other did for in another time they knew each other’s preoccupations and what they would be doing in another lifetime. “I feel as though you gave me the gift of wanting to know more about scents. Why I don’t know. I was blind to scents before but someone gave it to me. It wasn’t just me. Someone must have given it to me and that there is a precursor to it, beyond my life now, beyond my childhood, beyond my time in my mother’s womb. Do you understand what I mean?” “Do you remember the ocean?” He asked and for a while he meant something which was above madness. They were speaking as though th

Her heart hammered against her ribs, and her breathing became more and more shallow. Their pheromones intensified as they sensed the Omega’s reaction. The scents of cedarwood, dark chocolate, and lavender mixed together into a powerful and intoxicating aura that blurred Lalisa’s senses. She felt as if she were sinking into a vortex of irresistible desire. The images on the television screen faded from her sight. The sound of thunder and rain outside seemed to grow more distant. In Lalisa’s world now, there were only the burning touches and intoxicating scents of the three Alphas.

The heavy velvet fabric felt luxurious against her skin, but its primary purpose was functional; the exceptionally high collar was intended to hide the dark, possessive marks Dominic had painted across her throat and collarbones during the frantic, steamy hours of the night. Yet, no amount of heavy velvet could mask the sheer intensity of the scent clinging to her. The sweet vanilla of her Omega aura was completely drenched, dominated, and claimed by the cold winter frost and dark cedar of the Northern King. It was a suffocating, heavy brand that practically radiated off her skin with every breath she took.