Unscented Novels & Stories

Our strides fell into rhythm without effort, instincts aligning in a way that sent a strange ache through my chest. His wolf brushed against mine mentally. It was curious, warm and familiar. Mate, his wolf murmured. Mine responded with a low hum that felt like acknowledgment. We found the first trail near a dry riverbed. My nose catches a rotting scent as if something died. And someone tried to cover it up with a bottle of perfume. “What is that horrible smell?" I asked as we stopped to shift back into our human self. “Rogue scent. That was the terrible job of a sloppy rogue. He must have been impatient to go out.

The goal is a non pharmaceutical intervention that works through the olfactory system. Sleep regulation. He thought about the way she'd held his gaze when she said it. Like she was giving him information and watching him receive it simultaneously. Cole shifted slightly in the front seat. Damien put his phone in his pocket. Got out of the car. His office was the same as always. He sat at his desk and looked at the city and thought about V7 and psychographic profiling and self-sustaining attachment patterns and a researcher in navy blue who studied the precise mechanisms by which scent bypassed conscious processing.

~ELARA~ I always thought the Moon Goddess was kind, but as my fated mate looked at me with pure disgust, I realized she was a sadist. In the Eclipse pack, most wolves carry this scent of cedar, spice or something wild. Me? Nothing. I’m just a blank space. And everyone here is happy to fill that emptiness with their hate. They call me 'Scentless Mutt.' It’s the only name I’ve ever known, and they never miss a chance to shove it down my throat.

before I learned the kind of attention it could attract. *** SAINT. I adjusted the cuffs of my black shirt, straightened the collar, and gave myself one last look in the mirror. I looked immaculate and lethal. To crown it all, I grabbed my perfume – Obsidian Sin by Sartieux. Ten thousand dollars a bottle. A scent banned in three packs for being too... distracting. I always say this... If they don't remember your name, they'll remember your scent. Before I speak, they'll smell me. And they'll know who owns the fucking room.

SCARLETT : I was greeted with the strong aura of his presence. Something that reminded me of my place yet made me attracted to him in ways I could not understand. His strong signature scent filled my nostrils. A mixture of bergamot, sandalwood, and oud. Maybe it was because it had been a while since we ended up in the same space, but the scents evaded not only my organs but my mind and all of me. His sinful, ruthless eyes stared at me with an emotion I could not describe. It was almost as if he was leaving it for me to decipher.

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.

Aurora's POV I was startled when the door to the study got pushed open, and the scent that hit me had my core clenching in a way I hated but have no control over. My body is behaving like it doesn't belong to me since I arrived at this pack, and I need to check that before it embarrasses me further than we have already gone. Why the hell is my core tightening? Enveloping and irresistible, his scent is a captivating blend of sandalwood, subtly infused with the essence of the woods he cherishes. This pure, masculine aroma possesses the power to command attention from any discerning nose. It makes females throw away their panties straight away.

The taste of it in the air is intoxicating. The second scent isn't as masculine and I completely understand why alphas go insane with this. It is similar to the other one. The sweet scent of vanilla, the bitter scent of almonds, and sandalwood. Holy shit my mouth is watering. I'm fighting everything in my body not to go after them. My instincts are screaming hunt.

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.

xo ADB_Stories ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I have no idea how long I’ve been staring into the endless darkness around me. It’s been like this every night for the past few weeks, ever since I first caught that scent; that unforgettable, life-altering scent that was like a shockwave through my very being. It came out of nowhere and ever since then I haven’t been able to get it out of my mind. It’s consuming me and driving me to madness. I’ve never encountered a scent like it in my life. It was so unique that I can’t even describe it as a scent. Have you ever smelt something, yet you can only describe how it tastes? It was like that for me. This scent was like the galaxy exploding on my tongue. N