روايات وقصص ضمن The Scent Of Betrayal

I reached out to remove the book from the shelf, my hand trembling as I pressed the button. The door to the hidden chamber slowly slid open, and a wave of fragrance mixed with a rotten stench rushed out. The cloyingly sweet scent mixed with the foul odor was somehow even more nauseating than the foul odor alone. I couldn't help but gag several times. Unable to see things clearly in the dark, I dug out my phone and turned on the flashlight. The light illuminated the interior of the chamber. I took one glance and froze. The dimly-lit chamber was covered in a thick layer of soil. Right in the center grew a plant about half my height, with a grayish-green stalk and oversized leaves veined with b

They would reject me like Spencer and his friends had. As the smell got stronger, I pressed my hand against the shut door. I knew they were on the other side of it. My breathing became erratic and I wanted nothing more to rip away all obstacles between us. I wait for the moment the door swung open to reveal my mate, but it never happened. It never came. Instead, his scent that wrapped around me like a safety blanket started to disappear until all that was left lingered in the air. The realization what had happened decimated what was leftover from Spencer’s betrayal. Tears blinded my vision as I fell weakly against the door.

"If there's an injustice that needs to be addressed, I'll do everything I can to resolve it. Just say the word." Hudson pressed himself as close to her as he could, his voice trembling. "I'm scared…" Rebecca clapped her hands, and someone stepped forward to remove their blindfolds. She then said to me, "Arthur, everyone involved is here. Whatever you want to do with them is your call." I looked at the people across from me, but there was no sense of satisfaction in me at all. All I felt was hatred and disgust. The moment the blindfold came off, the tension on Winona's face eased a little. She looked at me with the same unreadable calm she always had.

My heart shattered… And my head was hurting really bad that I was sweaty, “No.. I've got to be overthinking things, Jace had done this only once.. he couldn't betray me like this, again." I said in a breaking voice as I struggled to grip the door handle for balance. My mind flashed back to Jace’s office, the sight of him buried inside a coworker. The memory of that earlier betrayal twisted the knife of this new discovery, My eyes immediately found the bed, I drew closer to the unmade sheets, my hands clenching at my sides. I didn’t need to touch them. I could smell it from here, the same vanilla scent. It clung to the duvet

The thing that had become irrelevant at week eight when his neurological patterns established independently. It had left a signature. Not the compound itself. Just the signature. The olfactory association encoded so deeply in his pre-trauma neurology that his post-trauma brain was treating it as a foreign body. His body was rejecting her. Not her. The scent. But the scent was her. Had always been her. The lavender and strawberry she'd been wearing since she was nineteen, the thing that had started all of this with a blanket left in a car, was now the thing that gave him a headache that built behind his eyes and made his chest tight and got worse every day she came.

Ever since I was a child, I could enter the dreams of the people closest to me. However, I could only do it three times in my entire life. I used my first chance when I was ten. In my father's dream, I saw him holding another woman and telling her he had fallen out of love with my mother long ago. Heartbroken, I ran to tell my mother everything. Three months later, they divorced, and I moved in with her. I used my second chance at sixteen. In the dream, a wealthy man held my mother's hand and promised to marry her. He had only one condition: she could not bring along her unwanted baggage. He was referring to me. The next day, my mother left me $30,000 and disappeared without a trace

Albertra Chelette Pov I smiled at Marco's, "do you have proof?" Marco's told me with a shit ass grin, "of course." He handed me a stack of photo's and the footage from the impromptu inverview Samuel did. Well, it is time to bring Avalette and break the news to her. That the betrayal goes a lot deeper then what she had thought in the first place. All Avalette saw was Samuel kissing a woman. Now we have the name of that woman, and we also have the suspicion that he has fucked her.

It was a great run that helped him relieve his senses even if everything had to be with Diane, the love of his life. He felt his heart prickle at how she had betrayed him, how she had collaborated with the Rarewolves and became a spy in his pack, making him fall in love with her. Aurora thought she could be his Luna and make him love her just like that. He had snarled at that thought. Even if she was his mate, she would never be loved by him. But a scent from the forest stopped him from thinking; it was a very heavy, disgusting scent, different from his pack, different from the scent of the forest. He had growled with anger; the others must have perceived it, and quickly they followed after

In pure agony she weeped, devastated by the betrayal of our mate, our supposedly other half. Hands trembling, tears dripping from my cheeks, I stopped in front of the door. The smell of cherries, honey, and jasmine reached my nose. The scent of my mate, the scent that used to calm me, the scent that's supposed to keep my head, was now mixed with the scent of the woman who never failed to ruin every good thing to happen to me. I can hear the bed inside creaking. Groans and moans of my mate, and groans and moans of the girl he knew I've always loathed.

My body had such an intense reaction to him that I was suddenly overwhelmed by the sparks, that soon became lightening on my skin and into my soul! My head began to spin with all the forgotten memories rushing back, I slowly succumbed to the blackness that has been threating to envelope me. Before the darkness finally took over, I could feel protective arms scoop me up like I weighed nothing, I was completely overcome by his scent of Cedar and spice and in the depths of my memory I finally remembered where I met him before!