Unscentable 소설 & 이야기

"Tell me, Supreme Alpha Blackwood, is your ego so astronomically large that you genuinely believe you own the scent of the earth itself?" Kaelen blinked, the glowing crimson in his irises faltering for a fraction of a second. "What did you say?" "My personal perfumer," I stated calmly, smoothing an invisible wrinkle from the heavy velvet of my gown. "He utilizes a highly concentrated, experimental extract of blue spruce, damp earth, and petrichor. I find the scent of the neutral woods... grounding. To assume I tailored my personal fragrance to mimic a man I have never even met is incredibly arrogant. Even for a warlord or Alpha — whatever you are."

The date of the wedding wasn't there but seeing their names made me shiver. I can’t determine what reaction will I have to the this sight. Will I be happy, surprised or sad? Two of my friends are getting married. We had no idea what was going on. This card is what Zaine is referring to. This is what Aunt Zandra gave him. I don't want to believe that this is happening. Maybe this is just a prank? Or something related to that than can made me believe that this thing is not true? Or do I need to have another proof just to believe in it.

Her smell was like that of alyssum—the wild white blossoms that reminded him of home. Tova broke the seal and read the contents. When he finished reading the letter, his shoulders sagged. He grabbed his hair with his fist and the letter dropped on the floor.

' No all my moves are calculated and Ruelle is getting questionable about how I act ' He thought as he quietly sighed 'But how?' Just dont. Simple as said. But the acheing and burning hot bond of them both is like an electric current that exhilarates and electrifies the spark of both of them into ignition. That their scents become to potent to even ignore or bother, not that it was bad. It smelled like notes of warm vanilla and his like lilac musk with a hint of green mint eucalyptus leaves

“Probably.” She breathed deep. It smelt wrong, like the air was stagnant despite the breeze toying with her hair. Even the bright, fragrant scent of wildflowers wasn’t quite right, like a perfume sprayed to mask the decaying petals. It was a world of untruths, of unnatural beings and things that had stepped too far into the uncanny valley. Lily dug her fingertips into her thighs, bile rising in her throat, and bent double. She refused to vomit. She wouldn’t.

said a giggling smoke. It looked scary. It had no shape or form at all, just a dark smoke, with glistening lights within it. And at the top, a bright blue light that was shaped like an eye. The black robe just made it worse to look at. “Hello, young humans, my name is……. Hmmmmm……. I think that will confuse you. Okay, refer to me as Adi”, it said. “By the way, young James, I have no genitals….. My species is asexual.” It said, giggling.

She asks moving to a table with lace panties on it. Incredible. “Mmmm. He smells good. Like...” I pause, trying to think of how to explain it. “Burning cedar wood mixed with a seductive musk. It’s like the perfect scent that screams pure man.” Pure Lucifer. I wish I could bottle his scent up so I could smell it whenever I wanted like a creeper. “Oh my god, Anna!” Gwen squeals. “You are so smiling when you think about him!”

HAILEE. I woke up to the familiar scent of Sebastian lingering around me, but when I opened my eyes, I realized he wasn't here. The scent of Sebastian was a complex and captivating aroma that penetrated the air and lingered in the room long after he had left. It was a potent blend of musk and cedarwood, intertwined with the subtle notes of fresh pine and earthy undertones that seemed to evoke a sense of wildness and danger. The scent was powerful, yet alluring, drawing me in like a moth to a flame, tempting me with its primal essence. As I breathed in his scent, I felt a surge of desire that sent shivers down my spine, leaving me longing for more of this intoxicating fragrance. It was as if

It's a magnetic pull that I can't resist, drawing me closer to him, both physically and emotionally. The scent of both Neo and Alaric's presence envelops me, intertwining in the air and creating a unique fragrance that is both comforting and intoxicating. It's a blend of Neo's warm, earthy cologne and Alaric's subtle, crisp aftershave. The combination instantly soothes my senses, wrapping me in a cocoon of tranquility and serenity.

Alana cried into his chest. Alex cringed as the strong scent of her perfume assailed his nostrils. He loves Scarlett's perfume. Scarlett smelled like roses, gentile and mild. She smelt like home and sunshine. He preferred her scent to Alana's scent. He almost wanted to shove Alana off, especially when her hold on him tightened, and she began to cry into his chest. But when he raised his head and saw everyone looking at them, his mother and hers wiping tears from their eyes, he couldn't bring himself to do it no matter what.