Unscented Novels & Stories

Sooner or later I would have to resign and work in another company so I already started to look for potential companies that I could apply at. After an hour, he came out of his room, fresh from the shower. I could smell his clean, crisp scent mixed with a hint of the body wash he used, a subtle fragrance that filled the room. His hair was damp, water droplets still clinging to the strands, and a towel hang around his neck. He was dressed casually in a plain white t-shirt and shorts while tapping on his phone. The scent of his body wash, a blend of sandalwood and bergamot, mingled with the fresh mint shave he used, creating an invigorating mix that seemed to radiate from him. The scent was ri

The eucalyptus scent sneaked its way to his lung, which confused him even more. Why did he smell the eucalyptus scent from Tina? Tina did not smell like eucalyptus. Tina had a rosy scent. But right then, Tina’s scent was so strong that it had Marcus feel unbearable. Yet, there was a hint of eucalyptus hidden in that heavy rosy scent.

He asked, his gaze sharpened at Warren. Warren shifted in his seat. “I don't understand, what are you saying?" “I had scented it since I entered your office but I didn't want to believe that such a thick woody cologne exists again," Uncle Roger replied, he now looked at Warren with cold suspicion. "Why?” Warren smiled awkwardly. “Apparently, it should be dead," he replied. That was when it hit me. Chrysanthemum, pinewood, and cedar. That is my scent, and it can only be found on one person.

I told her she looked and smelled great , and she looked back at me and winced . “Hi Hugo Luke Black. You smell good too. Cinnamon is my favourite scent. “ “ Vanilla is my favorite scent . I'm totally glad Woody scents are your favourite.” What is wrong with me I must sound so obtuse and unoriginal. She chuckled and looked at me sort of chuffed. "Luca I didn't know soccer players knew a lot about fragrances. " Before I could speak , Jessica spoke; "Ex Soccer player . You didn't hear?"

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!”

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.”

she says snapping more pictures with a look of pure glee on her face "Do you think I could sit on one of the lions like thoughs people, so you can get my picture?" "Hahahha Lanna, you do remember why we're here don't you?" Acre asked laughing "Well yes of course but look, it's London guys, it's so exciting" she replies jumping up and down clapping her hands. "So are you enjoying the sights?" a voice asks beside me making me jump "Calm down," he said as I spin to grab his throat and he knocks my hand away "How did you do that?" "Ahhh I can mask my scent, it's a talent I've had since I was a child, it helps me move around freely, I'm who everyone calls the boss but my name is Gregory"

Susanne rose from her seat and rushed over, enveloping me in a tight, warm embrace within the blink of an eye. "It's really you. I'm so sorry… please forgive me…" Her voice rang out, though I found myself momentarily lost in the familiar, comforting sensations—the warmth of her embrace, and the rich, inviting scent of gardenia and vanilla orchid that seemed to emanate from her. This scent was no stranger to me, as it was the very fragrance I had created and gifted to her on her birthday, back when I still owned my mother's company. The fragrance had been carefully tailored to capture the essence of Susanne's personality—a sophisticated and luxurious woman, yet with an underlying sense of com

I also knew that I wasn't ready to go home without my mate. While The guys were trying to figure out what to do, I let Leah take over, and we went to sniff the spot where Marcus's scent had ended. My father had always taught me no matter how similar things were, everything had its distinct scent, and you just have to find it. I was able to pick the tires scent. I compared the scent with other tire tracks, so I could pick out the distinct smell of the tires of that particular vehicle. It took a while, but I was able to find what made that particular vehicles tire tracks distinct from others, it had a burnt gum smell that others didn't have.

I mean. I finished up the meal and opened the fridge for an ice cream tub. Getting a spoon, I put it on the dining table and went to our room to get my apple laptop. I bumped into Bruce and nearly fell, but he supported me by holding my arms. "Sorry." I whispered reluctantly, looking aside, annoyed at how his cologne smelt so good. "So let me guess, you intentionally bumped into me to get my attention, right?" He asked, still holding my arms. I looked at the wall on my right and gulped when his gaze trailed down my neck.