The Good Scent Manifest Your Happiness นิยาย & เรื่องราว

' Sia squeals. Oh no. The scent travels through my head, making everything seem like a dream. A sweet dream. I feel the urge to dive into this scent. It's so... beautiful. What's happening to me? Sia, stop it! I try controlling my wolf when the smell intensifies. No, no, no, no, no…

" I couldn't help laughing—it was just killing me. Now that I was gone, Sean's parents were really scared and sucked up to me. I picked up the bouquet again, and a smile promptly appeared on Sean's droopy face. "Are you taking the flowers?" However, while he thought I was accepting the flowers, I smacked the bouquet against his face, leaving him freezing up while the petals scattered all over the ground. "You're delusional." I snorted. "You thought I'd take your gifts again? Try again in your next life!

He scented a bit further until he came across a scent that had him wrinkling his nose. It was almost rotten to him; he could smell the ill intent that the owner of the scent gave off. It poisoned the natural scent of gel and mold causing it to turn almost sour. He remembered his mother had once taught him about how intention could manipulate a person’s scent. Ill-will would turn it sour and good intent would smell almost like sunshine, just like his sister’s scent.

The scent that was all over the place was so captivating that I thought everything stopped and only me and whoever owned that scent mattered. The scent possesses a unique ability to soothe and calm my senses, evoking a sense of tranquility and relaxation. As I sniffed a delicate aroma gently wafting through the air, it remarkably alleviated tension, eased anxiety and promoted a feeling of inner peace. Its comforting fragrance offers solace and comfort in moments of stress or restlessness. The scent has the power to create a sanctuary of calmness, inviting me to unwind and embrace moments of tranquility amidst the chaos of everyday life.

“But I could smell your happiness from halfway across campus, so I figured I’d investigate.” Lily blinked, confused. “You... smelled our happiness?” Graham chuckled, his eyes flicking to her. “Ah, right. I keep forgetting not everyone knows about my family’s little power. The males in my bloodline can smell emotions. Happiness has a distinct scent—light, sweet, kind of like blooming jasmine.” “That’s... incredible,” Lily said, leaning forward in fascination. “It’s a blessing and a curse,” Graham admitted. “Sometimes emotions are overpowering. But your happiness? It’s nice. I like it.”

Tarrin noticed Josey was already writing in her notebook and asked, “What if they aren’t always happy memories?” The older man scratched his head, “Very possible. However, even if a scent can trigger sad emotions, it may have also triggered a happy memory at some point. For instance, I call this one A Mothers Love. It’s a mix of lavender and baby’s breath. Depending on the situation, you may remember lavender as the smell of your mother’s soap when she rocked you as a young child, but if your mother has passed, you still have the memory triggered by the scent of when she was alive.”

There was no reason but she felt so refreshed and new. A smile crept on her face. "This... Smells so good!" She smiled brightly. Rafaelle arched his brow in slight confusion. "I am sure it's good. But, what is making you so happy?" Blinking her eyes, Scar shrugged and kept inhaling the fragrance. "I don't know... It feels like this fragrance is making me happy." "Fragrance?" He was totally confused when Celeste chuckled. "These are the perfumes that could influence people's emotions. And this one..." He pointed at the bottle in hand, "refresh people's minds and make them happy."

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.

The night I had spent without her next to me, I had been plagued by so many of them, I had woken up restless and filled with a sense of doom. Her scent was intoxicating - like spring rain, wildflowers, and rainbows. It was as refreshing as it was addicting. I rubbed my nose against her shoulders, pinning her beneath me, dragging more of her scent into my lungs. The voices in my head grew silent, and all the tension in my body melted away, leaving me in a state of calm.

Liam said hoarsely. Audrey was shocked and her face turned red. "Liam, you're acting like a horny wolf," whispered Audrey irritably. Liam took a deep breath. "Have I ever told you that the scent from your body smells stronger when you are in an emotional state? When you are upset, angry, shocked, confused and happy, your scent becomes even more alluring and now, you are almost making me drunk." Audrey was surprised to hear Liam's words, but the look on the man's face was very serious and Audrey understood that Liam meant it. Audrey's heart beat twice as fast.