Sweet Scent Novels & Stories

Everyone else began to sit up and line up to exit. I tried hard to stand straight, but my body swayed, and I almost fell. The man beside me made a move to steady me, but I did not want his help, so he felt awkward and pulled back. I stood in line behind him. Only then did I clearly notice the distinct scent radiating from him. It was a fresh, gentle aroma, nothing like the heavy, cloying perfume Benjamin used. It felt incredibly familiar and strangely addictive. I wondered what cologne he wore.

Maven This girl’s scent is driving me nuts. It’s way too similar to Elena’s. Elena’s scent was like sweet like honey, with just a hint of lavender, and this girl had the same scent, except she also had the smallest hint of citrus, like the smell of oranges.

The sweet, earthy aroma seemed to linger in the air, clinging to me like a warm embrace. My legs moved faster, wanting to know the source of the sweet smell. As we stepped into the big hall, I was overcome by a sweet, heady scent that enveloped my senses. It was as if all of my nerve endings came alive at once, electrified by the mysterious aroma. The air seemed to shimmer and vibrate, as if the scent itself had a life of its own, beckoning me closer.

It's my favorite rose, and honey shampoo had a bit of milk and almonds to it . deacon: we just smell your mate scent it's the honey and rose , what do you smell from us, Jade ? Jade: well I smell different smells from each of you I can only smell it when I'm really close like now and it calms me and it makes me feel better your's is a musk with caramel and Derek is a musky chocolate and demtri is a musky with a coffee and vanilla and Damon your's is a mix of all those with a hint of chocolate chip cookies and cream " giggling " im not sure why you have all the smells maybe because we're so close now or not.

Soren Maeve smells incredible. Like her skin, a touch of perspiration, and that heady magnolia scent that curls through my body with each inhale, rewiring my brain. There’s more to it. Things I hadn’t picked up before–like her scent is suddenly intensified. Traces of amber and vanilla. A soft, evening breeze over the lake in Moonrise. A cool, late autumn rain.

He wanted her to come to him, to see the realization dawn in her eyes. As the minutes ticked by, the tension grew. Solas could feel his magic thrumming beneath his skin, the power eager to be unleashed. He was like a coiled spring, ready to snap. And then, he caught a whiff of her scent—a mouthwatering fragrance that made his blood race. It was a perfect blend of earthy, flowery notes with the sweet essence of the moon. It was intoxicating, unlike anything he had ever experienced.

He gave in to exhaustion, head heavy against my neck. Then, the room’s atmosphere shifted. The artificial, plastic smell of the pills vanished. Without the blockers, Elliot’s true, natural scent flared into the room for the first time. It wasn’t the fake, neutral scent of a Beta, nor the bitter aroma of panic. It was pure, crisp citrus and sweet white clover, exploding into the dark space with a raw, intoxicating intensity that hit my system like a physical blow. My chest locked. My nostrils flared as the sweet scent flooded my brain, sending a violent spike of raw, possessive hunger straight down my spine. The sheer sweetness was overwhelming, a perfect match

Tasha begins, “We had the scent and then it just poof, disappears. This is where we lost it. Channing is down there checking to see if he can pick it up anywhere else.” I lift my head and begin sniffing. “I smell candy. But, like sickeningly sweet candy. The kind that gives you a cavity just by looking at it.” I saw crinkling my nose. I have as much of a sweet tooth as anyone but what I’m smelling here is too much. “Ugh.” Bree says, making a face like she’s seconding my take on it. “Is this the same smell you picked up earlier?” Raul asks. He looks like he’s trying to breathe through his mouth and not his nose, leaving me to assume he finds the scent off-putting, too.

James smirked. Footsteps suddenly sounded, followed by the waft of something sweet, lilac and vanilla in the air, both catching his attention. James stiffened and quieted, his ears twitching, his mouth watering. Absolute hunger bathed him, his stomach twisting. Good God, the woman smells divine. Must…taste…the woman…he needs her… like how he needs air to breathe... The desire and fervor did not spring from his mind, but from deep inside him. An impulse, a need. Primitive desire.

I practically purr. “Do you know what your scent is to her?” she asks. Shit! “No.” “Well, to me, you have a woodsy scent, so you could go that route if they have it, or just go with something light and airy that would mix well with your woodsy scent.” “Okay,” I say, collecting the candles and putting them in the basket. “Is this a human store?” she asks. “No, it’s by the Academy.” “Okay then, strawberries and champagne. If they have chocolate covered strawberries, even better, if she likes chocolate.”