Unscented Novels & Stories

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

I ordered the gatekeeper and he opened it for me. I got out the arena and went straight to the bridge just above us but she was gone. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. “Esto kuhiro…” I whispered as I opened my eyes and saw her scent’s tracks. Esto kuhiro is a spell used by Suhikos like me to enhance our sense of smell, strong enough to see tracks of scent with our eyes. First-level spells don’t trigger the alarms making Sins use it in their daily lives. Though it doesn’t trigger the alarms, violence caused by such spells pretty much gives out signals, notifying the government of the location and status.

Why does this girl enjoy shouting so much? We catch up to them, waving, because they were ahead of us. We were all crammed in front of the elevator, and as the doors opened, we were all crammed in and pushed all the way to the rear corner. Joshua surrounded me, allowing me some room, and we were facing one other. His hands were over my shoulders, gripping the wall, and just when I thought things couldn't get much worse, one person slid right before the doors closed. And it pushed Joshua even closer, and our bodies were already touching, faces only inches apart. What have I gotten myself into? It's still early in the morning. He even smells wonderful, which adds to my attraction to him. And t

At least she was once again sitting on the stool. He shook his head, a slight, knowing smile on his lips. “Your purging didn’t work. Lucky for you, Jackson doesn’t know or he’d throw a fit.” Overcome, Leo slapped a palm to her forehead, mouthing silent oaths. Scy returned his attention to Andrea. “Those who can tell already have knowledge of you both, yet have done nothing at this point. Why do you think you’ll have sudden success now?” Questions spun in Andrea’s mind. She searched his face. “You must not be as strongly affected by the charmer pheromone as the Haunt.”

I scampered through the washroom door immediately. Exhaling a sigh of relief when I notice no one was there, I drop my backpack on the sink and proceed to open it. Searching through its contents, I emerged with my spray and wasted no time in masking my scent. Today was a mistake I couldn't afford. I thought I did mask my scent. Suddenly, I'm thinking about my father. And what he was going to do to me when he discovered what I had done. “There is only one rule, you little bitch, never let anyone know who you are! Mask your scent all the time, else, you’re going to get it so hot from me!'’