Scenting Omegaverse Novels & Stories

Loved her, but this was so not my scene. I walked to the kitchen fighting off the urge to sneeze. There was a joke we had, that too many alphas gathered in one room was bad news for any omega. For an omega on suppressants, the mix of scents, from pheromones to colognes, was sending my senses into overdrive.

He snatched his mate out of the way as she bulldozed past her, both of them exchanging a mystified look before they darted after her, hand in hand. Moni didn't even here the litany of words that poured from her mouth as she was dragged, lungs first through the store, inhaling deep lungsful of that scent that had caught her attention at the station. OMEGA MINE OMEGA CLAIM OMEGA she barked out as she ripped the curtain aside and darted down the short hallway, all the while sifting through the different notes of the scent that was assaulting her. Honey and peony and a delicious base note vanilla, all woven together and wrapped up in pure Omega, a scent that called to the most primal part of her

He snatched his mate out of the way as she bulldozed past him, both of them exchanging a mystified look before they darted after her, hand in hand. Dell didn't even here the litany of words that poured from her mouth as she was dragged, lungs first through the store, inhaling deep lungfuls of that scent that had caught her attention at the station. OMEGA MINE OMEGA CLAIM OMEGA she barked out as she ripped the curtain aside and darted down the short hallway, all the while sifting through the different notes of the scent that was assaulting her. Honey and peony and a delicious base note vanilla, all woven together and wrapped up in pure Omega, a scent that called to the most primal part of her

Ash didn't like it at all, but since it was Ohm Cafe, he 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, Ash's scent was on the heavenly side. He 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.

I just stared up through the branches, like I could float out of my body if I tried hard enough. “Fuck, you smell so heavenly,” he groaned, burying his face in the crook of my neck and inhaling deep, like a drug. His nose dragged slowly along my skin, from my collarbone to behind my ear, hot breath fanning over me as he scented me like an animal. “I heard female omegas’ scent gets stronger when aroused. But then again, your mother’s scent wasn’t this strong even when I made her cum. So maybe you’re just a greedier little bitch than she ever was.”

He sank to his knees, uncaring of the filth that started to seep into the tweed trousers of his suit when the beautiful scent of raspberry and white musk with an underlying base note of roses all wrapped around the most delicate scent of Omega stole all the strength from his legs. The scent of Omega. MY OMEGA, his brain was screaming at him, the two words pushing every other thought from his mind. MY OMEGA the scent said, the words crashing from his brain to his heart to his stomach to his soul and back to his brain. MY OMEGA, lying in an unmoving heap on the ground of a filthy back alley in the centre. "Ash!" he shouted, unable to keep the panic from his tone as he launched himself forward.

Omega. Yet not just any Omega scent. Omegas usually smelled soft and nurturing, like spring rivers or a warm night’s embrace. But this scent held something deeper—a fracture, a wound buried under silence. There was a sense of isolation. Like someone who had been broken but still stood tall. Was she a Rogue? I glanced at Alera, seated beside me, eyes fixed forward, fingers twirling her pen. Did she feel it too? That invisible pull, that tightening bond I couldn't break free from.

The wolf retorted. Without further delay I pushed myself onto her, latching onto her like dear life and soon I was scenting the omega closely my nose stuck to her scent gland near her neck. I was wearing scent blockers so the omega wouldn’t be able to smell me but because I just got out of a rut; my pheromones were all over the place so I couldn’t expect much from the scent blockers. The omega smelled just as sweet and floral like she always did and I bathed in the presence that was Xenia.

It seeps into my skin, so thick and intoxicating, and I can feel the bond like a thousand invisible threads in three directions pulling me toward them. Fenric leans closer, brushing his hand over my knee. “Let us help you, little Omega.” “No,” I gasp, trying to pull away, but he grabs my thigh firmly. “Stop —” “You’re in heat,” Orien murmurs, moving to sit beside me. He reaches for a vial on the bedside table I hadn't noticed, uncorking it and immediately, the scent of lavender and musk fills the air, making my head swim. “This will help.”

"Pros of this special concoction, it hides your scent, allowing you to snoop unnoticed. Downside—it blocks your sense of smell as well." Derek remembered the perfume from the van, where it had been passed around each occupant. It truly did work like a charm. Thanks to its strong scent, he couldn't smell anything else when it was near. He supposed that was the same for other werewolves. It was why he had been assaulted so easily by Belinda's friend. With much difficulty—and considerable endurance—Lexie splashed a drop of the disgusting liquid onto each of her armpits. Taking a deep breath, she returned the bottle to its owner.