Unscented Novels & Stories

he said letting out a long breath. " This is serious, do you know about a stone that absorbs scent?" Sabrina asked. " A stone?... Aaha... Yes, it is a rock. It is called magrid but they also call it Scented rock. Yes, that is what they call it. It has no scent but It neutralizes all other scents, making a person scentless" he said. " Why do you ask?" " I am looking at one right now" She pictures it and sends it to him. He gasped

He was definitely cynical about it. Professor Fields approached him from the corner of the room, slid her arm about his and led him to the flasks. “Here, take a sniff. It’s definitely different and I believe would do quite well in the market. It is made from the effusion of Neroli, I believe.” Upon the mention of his favorite scent, he picked a piece of paper and sprayed a slight amount on the paper. He held it below his nostrils and was assailed by a strange feeling. He could not define it but it lifted his spirits for the rest of the evening.

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 said to me. I walked towards her and stopped in front of her. "Is what you say true?" I ask. She nodded her head. I was a little skeptical of her words. But the desire to be Luna overcomes my inner skeptic. "What's your method?" She pulls out a scented candle and says, "Light it and let the scent emanate into the air. It's colorless, odorless, and absolutely undetectable." "Any man who inhales the scent will become disoriented and crave sex. The aphrodisiac effect cannot be undone except by intercourse with a woman."

It feels like yesterday and a lifetime ago all at once. I'd been walking through the pack grounds when I heard the engines. Three black SUVs rolling up the main road. Everyone stopped to watch. Royalty doesn't visit small packs like ours often. The door of the middle SUV opened. He stepped out. And I smelled him. Pine. Rain. Earth after a storm. The scent hit me so hard I actually stumbled. Sable went completely still. Not scared. Just... certain. Mate, she whispered. I stood there frozen while he scanned the crowd. His eyes passed right over me. No recognition. No pause. Nothing.

"Don't be upset. That young lady just joined the pack. She's a bit of a perfectionist, and she doesn't even listen to me. "She's got quite the personality," he added with a smile. When we got home, he suddenly leaned in and kissed my cheek. I didn't pull away. From the back seat, Joy suddenly said, "Mom, Ms. Sophia smells like Dad." Ethan's smile froze. I forced a calm reply: "Of course she does. Your father's scent would be on his car. It has nothing to do with Ms. Sophia." "Oh." Joy nodded, not fully understanding. I got out to pick her up, trying to stay composed even though my stomach was churning.

He says calmly. “You’ve really planned this thoroughly huh?” “Yes,” he replies stiffly. I understood that our stocks have truly been plummeting slowly and we are on the verge of releasing our new scent ‘Noir classique’. I guess that’s why my uncle seems to be so bothered about the sales. We’ve also had some problems with the press recently, anonymous people have been sending complaints to the media that our perfumes are causing skin reactions. It’s currently being investigated, but it has really put us in a tight spot.

This wasn't like the cave, where all he smelled was either stale air, rotting meat or shit. Will continued to sniff the air and was able to identify a lot of the smells. [I can smell the flowers, trees and the dirt. There's another smell, kind of like the pet dog we used to have when I was a kid, it's probably not a wolf, but maybe some other kind of animal.] Will then picked up a different smell, it was different than all the other smells, a bit more pungent, quite unique compared to the others. Will looked over at Chief, and the Chief nodded back. Will guessed that almost fifteen minutes had passed since he first picked up the smell, which surprised Will because it made him realize that hi

" He said. I was not ready for that. I was still getting use to the idea of being alone. I still need to heal. "My name Shunshine. I'm not really interested in getting to know anyone right now." I said. "Can't blame a brother for trying." He replied back with a smile. I almost gave in. He hand me a business call and told me to call him if i change my mind. i looked at the card and saw that he was a mr. fix it man. He fixed on houses and appliances.

A real home. As I stood there, my gaze fixed on the dense woods ahead, I retrieved the scrunchie from my pocket. Its scent, although fading, still carried a soothing effect. My wolf stirred within me, acknowledging the familiar aroma. For the past week, I had ventured out every evening in search of the source, the elusive owner of this scrunchie. But my efforts had been in vain; it was as if the person, or whatever it was, had vanished without a trace. Yet, this search had brought an unprecedented calmness to my restless soul. Whenever I felt on the verge of losing control, a whiff of the scrunchie would magically restore my serenity. I needed to find its owner. Perhaps they could provide in