The Good Scent Manifest Your Happiness Mga Nobela at Kwento

“You smell of vanilla and summer strawberries.” “Very good dear. It won’t be potent for you though; once you’re around him or he’s near, you’ll know. Some wolves even find it so powerful that it makes them dizzy. His scent will smack you in the face and pause your movements. He’ll be the one you can spot even when he’s not in the same room as you. The greatest benefit of our scent is that if we’re ever in trouble or anything, our scent will be the one thing you can pinpoint.” “But Nana, I have so many questions!”

I feel safe, secure, and at peace. I step out of bed in my human form. The scent of the room is almost overwhelming. But then a new scent hit me. It is like nothing I have ever smelled before. It was the most intoxicating fragrance ever. It smelled like a forest after rain— an alluring aroma that made me drool and arouse at the same time. The scent was so captivating that I couldn't help but follow it. As I moved closer and closer to the source, I felt my heart race with anticipation when I heard a voice outside the room. I slowly opened the door and peeked through the crack. There standing before me is the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. His strong, broad shoulders and his deep, d

Cromwel rolled his eyes, but he kept lending me the scarf, "Take this, Hunter; it could come in handy." I stared at him intently, carefully observing his moves, and then gently took the scarf and placed it on my nose. I smelled Crest and that made me feel a bit better. Her scent cleared my hazy head and returned me to my senses. One of the perks of having a mate is how they can make you feel relaxed just by their scent or touch. "Good boy," Levi said jokingly, and I gave him another warning snarl. One last word from his naughty mouth will end his life.

Her beautiful face in sleep looked calm and full of happiness. The pheromones of the four of them—the deep scent of cedarwood, the intense aroma of dark chocolate, the cool fragrance of lavender, and the sweet perfume of white rose mixed with vanilla—had blended into a unique and perfectly unified scent. It was the scent of “home”… her true home. Lalisa lay still for a long time, letting the happiness and overwhelming feeling of fulfillment spread throughout her body and soul. Tears of joy flowed slowly from the corners of her eyes without her realizing it.

Her call was soon answered by others—howls echoing through the forest as her pack, the Golden Heart, celebrated her transformation and officially welcomed her into their fold. “HOWWWWWLLLLLLLL!” --- (Keir Allen Walker’s POV) That scent. I froze mid-step during my evening run, my senses suddenly overwhelmed. My breath hitched as my lycan growled low and impatient, straining against my control. The air carried an intoxicating aroma, so alluring and unfamiliar it made my pulse quicken. Vanilla and lavender. The tantalizing combination wrapped itself around me, sparking an ache in my chest and an inexplicable urgency within my beast. My lycan surged forward, compelled by the scent, leaving me st

Running has always helped me take my mind off things. I reached a large clearing deep into the forests and stopped. Shifting back to my human form, I turned to the night sky, savoring the feel of moonlight on my bare form. Maybe this is the moon Goddess's cruel way of punishing me. Maybe I am doomed to be a mateless wolf. I closed my eyes as I took in a long, deep breath. The air smelled of wet Earth and plants. But then a subtle yet intoxicating aroma wafted through my nostrils, captivating my senses. Lavender's calming essence, merged with a hint of citrus, engulfed me. I opened my eyes. What was that scent? Whatever it was, it smelled like Heaven. I took in another breath, savoring the fe

and fastened footsteps and all of a sudden I'm lifted from the ground. I think I'm being carried, I'm not sure but it smells so good and I just want to eat and lick the scent. now my breathing is stable but I'm starting to lose consciousness but even then I don't forget the scent of Ambergris and vanilla with a hint of cinnamon.

I feel the earth’s energy fill me with positivity and good feelings. The falling droplets of rain help the earth gives off more of it’s scent – a rain mixture with dirt scent. I feel my lips curve up into a smile – an inner peace settles within me , peace that helps melt away every other thing around me. The trees , the houses , the people , the technology , the birds , the animals – all of it become a small whisper in the wind.

I feel Clara stretch through my body while the mysterious Matilda seems to shift in my mind, calming the rage flooding me, following the path of that rage back to the source. As soon as my mind touches the source, the scent of Oakmoss, Patchouli and Vanilla surrounds me, I take the safety and the calmness that it provides into my heart, embrace it and then with Matilda’s help I send it with my touch. A small smile pulls at my lips as I feel the rage back off and his mind becomes clearer. I’m not sure which one it was or even if I heard him as his scent slightly increases around me and he whispers.

Perfectly seasoned. Damon appears from the kitchen, wearing an apron that's slightly too tight across his chest. Muscles flex and shift beneath the fabric as he moves. "You're back!" His whole face lights up. "I drew you a bath. Added that moonlight grass you love. Go wash up first,dinner will be ready when you're done." This is what happiness looks like. This moment. This man. This life. I throw my arms around him, breathing in his cedar scent.