Sweet Scent Novels & Stories

He had noticed something about Seline that evening, something that had captured his attention from the moment they had left the hotel. Seline's choice of perfume that night was intoxicating, its subtle notes filling the car and clouding Sweet's mind. He couldn't quite place the scent, but it was a delicate blend of florals and spices that seemed to dance in the air around her. It was a fragrance unlike any he had encountered before, and it had a mesmerizing effect on him. As they drove through the city streets, Sweet found himself distracted, his thoughts drifting back to Seline and her enchanting perfume. He barely noticed when the taxi came to a halt, lost in a reverie induced by her prese

She giggles for a moment and I realize the irony of me waiting on her when she spent years cleaning up after me. “Cream and one spoon of sugar,” she chirps with the shaddow of a smile playing across her lips. “Then that is what you shall get, Sweetpea,” I say with a grin as I prepare her coffee to her specifications. “Your name for me is strange. Do I really smell like sweetpeas?” “Yes, well…technically, you smell like their blossoms. They have a sweet, light floral scent and that is how you smell to me,” I explain.

“You really are interesting…” She could feel his smirk against her neck. Her stupidity and confidence had disappeared and she was melting at that moment. She could feel his body pressed against hers, she could smell his cologne and his shampoo... She could also tell that he wasn't as amused as he sounded. Yet she couldn't help but lower her guard slightly. It was most likely because of the way he played with her hair. How did he know she liked that?

She didn’t even have the qualifications to register earlier. “You think this fragrance of mine will work?” Melanie asked excitedly. Cyrus stroked his beard and nodded. “While it’s still aging, I believe you can try it. The scent is faint, but it’s very fresh, and it has a hint of sweetness to it. When I smell it, it feels like I’m smelling the scent of first love.”

She is a vision, and her breathless whisper of my name makes my dick twitch to life, for the first time in over a month. As I breathe in, trying to guess what she made for dinner, a new scent hits me. Sandalwood and orange chocolate is mixing in and swirling with Rose’s sweet honeysuckle and roses scent. It is faint, but it is there. In the background, like the mood music Rose has on. The scent is definitely male, and it is everywhere that Rose’s scent is. Overlapping and mingling, like a lover’s does. Zeus whimpers in my head but moves forward to tell her how heartbroken he is that she is choosing to be cruel to us.

The transition was just too mundane. Reaching the room, I had her pressed against the door, kissing the plane of her neck. I got the taste of her mouth and I got drunk. Sweet and balmy, I just wanted more. I could still remember the smell of her skin and the softness of it all. The floral scent that had invaded my nose was strong and it was turning me on. I love that smell in a woman. Fresh and new. I wasn't drunk nor tipsy. I was sober, and I was eager to bury myself inside her, which was unusual for me. It had me thinking about how I became so overly eager, thus when she asked for a shot before going all the way, I let go, groaning frustratedly. I'd almost had my hand in between her legs w

She just chewed like a little hamster that's being fed by the master. Eric loved the her reaction and how much of an affect he had on her. After finish their dinner Sabrina wanted to get up but was stopped by a firm hand on her waist and she eneded up falling into his chest. She could feel his well defined abs and muscles God had really given this man the best look. While she layed on his chest she sniffed his clone. It was a woody peppermint and with a hint of lavender. He smelled good and freshing. His scent was not over powering to her since she had a more sensitive nose than others.

I asked lifelessly. "Yes, Josh!" she replied with a wide smile. I took the cupcakes from her, and then I handed them to Ramil, who was beside me, surprising him. "Bro, you should have given this to me later—" Ramil whispered to me, but I cut him off. "I don't like sweets," I said bluntly to the girl in front of me. Her expression changed abruptly again from surprise to softening, and a sweet smile returned to her lips. "Sorry, I didn't know. You don't like sweets, but you always accept everything I gave to you. You appreciate everything I do," she said to me.

he mutters and carries me with his hands. The familiar sparks tingle on my skin and I sniff his comforting scent . His scent is so heavenly and sweet. He smells like chocolate and pine wood. How can someone smell this good ?

His pointed nose complemented his prominent cheekbones. "And that's Amara Zhane Constantine." I focused my attention on the one and only girl in their group. Unlike me, who has paperwhite skin, she had a burnished complexion. When Alistair spoke, her gleaming, heavenly-white teeth flashed as she smiled. Her pointed nose, red lips, and beautiful brown eyes stood out. Her graceful and elegant actions captivated me. I think I've found another girl crush! "Of course, there is Zeeve Maxim Bullecer."