Vampires Blood Scent Novels & Stories

"Take a breath, identify scents. We aren't as good as weres at it, but see if you can make distinctions." Shamira did as she was told, closing her eyes to help her concentrate. Identifying smells didn't come easy, as it wasn't something she was used to doing too much when human. "Something . . . woodsy. Like pine and musk. So THAT'S what 'musk' smells like," she muttered. "Something else smells . . . stale and thick and coppery." "Weres tend to have earthy smells," came Clara's voice, and the 'thick and coppery' thing is likely vamp. Blood smells coppery, and vampire blood is a richer version of that. You're doing good. Anything else?"

The expressions of the individuals underwent a transformation, shifting from those resembling humans to those of nocturnal creatures. Their mouths watered, leaving a trail of saliva as they gazed hungrily at the delicious meal before them. The scent of the girl's blood was peculiar, drawing their noses towards her with an irresistible pull. The aroma was intoxicating, a rare olfactory delight that only graced their senses once every few centuries. The sweet, metallic tang of blood filled the air, a scent that was both alluring and repulsive. "D*mn! Without delay, we must convey her to the presence of His Majesty! I'm sure every vampire in this area will go after her!” At the sound of a voice

This plan will be carried out smoothly; I'll burn her corpse together with the cider bottle for turning me, a vampire king, to live on alcohol instead of actual blood. I sniffed the air as I traced the scent while running at full speed; the huge shadow trees moved in the position direction in blurs. The wind, accompanied by her scent, hit my face. I hear the sound of running water from a distance. The scent oozes from that direction too; I'm heading straight up. She could be buried beside that stream. I made a stop behind the bushes; my legs dug into the soft earth from the impact of the halt. Her scent is all over. I'm so pissed; the familiar feeling crawls back from my insides and threaten

- Of course. Selina slightly closed her eyes and adjusted a little. The Yeg smell on her body immediately disappeared. But in her heart, she could not help but pour out countless doubts. At the same time, the Yeg smell is a characteristic smell of vampires, and this type of smell cannot be detected by humans. They are only used so that fellows can recognize each other and, at the same time, through the smell, know the level of origin of the vampire so that there is a way to address and behave appropriately in a clear hierarchy.

I chanted as he slid his fingers out and licked it I scrunched my nose as he chuckled and his eyes became dark all of a sudden. The wind began to howl and blow fiercely as he pushed me onto my back. The shutters flew about as the fire went off. Everywhere became dark and Scary as his fangs grazed my neck before piercing me deep. I screamed in pain but later began to moan and thrash on the bed. .. .. 💕 Unknown POV 💕 .. ..

The blond vampire scented the air for what felt like forever and then dropped his hand. "I've an affinity for explosive devices," he explained. "Anything that combusts makes my nose itch like crazy. There's no scent here. Blood trail in the kitchen and down the stairs, your vampire's scent is in one of the bedrooms."

This was happening because I was in the midst of humans and I hadn't fed on blood for days. The fresh scent of human blood wafted across my nostrils and my throat burnt some more. I also felt a weakness spread through my body, hindering me from standing and running out of here. My fangs began to grow out from my gum and I knew I had to make use of every modicum of self restraint I possessed, because if I didn't, then I would end up killing a human. I inhaled deeply, forcing air into my lungs as I calmed my raging heart.

He ordered and disappeared behind the cages. I walked stiffly and picked up the syringe. I imagined myself plunging the sharp needle in the doctor's neck. I shook myself and did as the doctor had instructed. I scented the vampire blood from the vials and memorized it. From what my nose could sense, ash, apples, ink; there were three scents. There were three vampires. My eyes burned and for once I was thankful for the contacts hiding my eyes. I was going to track them down. ***

So, like a typical guy, I just sat there and gawked. Things got even worse when she leaned toward me, and I caught a whiff of her scent. She smelled like no other vampire I'd ever encountered. Yes, there were traces of the meaty scent I associate with vampires, but it wasn't overpowering. Overlying that was the warm smell of sugar and cinnamon, and overlying that was the musky smell of a woman.

Then my leg stuck on stuff like a rope and I fell down on the floor, banged, and my chest against the floor. And my body pained like a hell. I stretched my body trying to get back and all of sudden, I felt my hand wet, I know it was not water not blood cause if it was blood I would have known its scent. I stand back and slowly walked outside from the door in the light. I lifted my hands in the light to see what was it. And it shocked me and scared me out of hell when I saw it. It was blood. And I didn’t get the smell of blood, How could that happen? I easily recognized the scent of Karien this morning. How is it possible I didn’t scent the blood which was the most sensible scent for werewolv