Vampires Blood Scent Novels & Stories

The city was a little light as the vampires were said to be awakening, in a short time the scent of the mysterious being inside the whole city was flooding up the whole city, The scent acted as a cure for those who aren't determined to get sick and not only that but it acted as a source of light in the city too .

Her smile didn’t reach her eyes as if she was incapable of feeling anything. Daphne took a shallow breath. Her nose tingled with the scent of blood barely hanging in the air. It seemed to be coming from everywhere, which made sense since they were all vampires, but there was something different about the scent of blood barely drifting through the room. She didn’t know where it was coming from, but it was disturbing and poking at the back of her mind. She’d smelled blood like that before, but when? Nicole said she was only half-vampire. Should she be able to smell blood like this, let alone tell that there were differences?

There was a weakening essence inside the house, as though he or she were fighting for life. “Stay here with Rory,” I commanded. Nolani was wise not to put up a fight. I kissed Rory on the forehead. Her shoulders went rigid as I let her go. The moment I opened the door, a coppery stench hit my senses. And it wasn’t human blood; it was a royal vampire’s blood, a pureblood. It had been a long time since I smelled this distinct scent, but I could never be mistaken. As vampires, human blood was sweet and inviting, as if teasing your senses to take a sip. But a pureblood vampire had that aroma that would rattle your senses to go haywire. It’s like the scent of your favorite food laced with drugs t

I was desperate for another reason, because what wolf, what Alpha, would knowingly work with vampires? “Actually, at first we didn’t realize they were vampires because a few times it happened during the day. Even if they visually didn’t make sense, their scent is indistinguishable.” My mother’s nose scrunched as if the putrid scent was in the cabin right now. She was right. The rotting smell of vampires would’ve been obvious; depending on the wind, they could be scented miles away.

hunting now. “There are humans ahead,” Ricard said. I breathed in deeply through my nose. We had not passed near any people during our brief journey, so the scent of human blood was new to me. It was sweet and tantalizing—almost intoxicating. It seemed to reach down into my very core, tugging at me. I could identify two separate scents. Somehow, I knew they were both men. I could also smell fire and see a faint yellow glow in the distance. “My god,” I said, relishing the beckoning fragrance of their blood. “Is it always like this?” Ricard smiled. “Not quite, no. Your thirst is magnified because this is your first hunt, and your body needs the blood to finalize your transformation.” His

I ran and ran. The closer I got to the smell, the further I went from familiar territory. I reached a spot and lifted my nose, sniffing to make sure I got the right smell. Yep, it was still her. I sniffed around for a few seconds and then found what I was looking for - some of her blood dropped on the ground. Yes, this was where David told me they found her. After some observation, I found out that the scent was not strongest on my territory but rather on the territory belonging to the Black Vampires. This is the same territory that belongs to the woman I was supposed to marry in a few months. They are called the Black Vampires because of their skin colors - dark or brown skin with black hai

Why was it he or most of the other members couldn't get anything from the scent? How was the smell of Orfeo's clan so concealed? The elders explained the vampire scent could be covered, but not to the extent the pack wouldn't be able to track. They knew a dhampir wouldn't have a strong aroma or one they could easily track until after the eighteenth birthday. It was like that for the wolves also with their individual smell. But it was harder for a vamp to follow a wolf based on smell because they were more enhanced with vision, and at times, speed. But each had an equal amount of strength and the determination to kill the other.

It was the most disconcerting thing and yet it felt as normal and in place as a puzzle piece. He hesistated for a few seconds but then after probably a great internal battle, his hands slowly found their way to my lower back and that was when I truly, fully broke. My father was dead. My rock. The one person who had always been there for me was dead. He smelt of travel and a light hint of some exquisite perfume. His vampire scent was sophisticated. Like expensive leather in a forest that rain had just fallen in. Definitely noble. Pure blooded vampires always had a sophisticated scent to them. Turned had a less sophisticated scent and children of turned had an even diluted scent. Similar to th

Half-breed's are able to detect this scent, whether it be concealed or not. I tried to hide my interest at the last paragraph I had read. The thought of drinking blood sent a wave of disgust down my spine. I could only assume Vampire’s weren’t in the business of drinking animal blood, the thought nearly made me want to retch. Hunting in wolf form was different. Maya enjoyed hunting other animals, much as a wolf would. My eyes widened as I read the paragraph a second time, a distant thought crossing my mind. I had met someone who could smell the Vampire’s. The two of us picked up on that sickly sweet scent, even as the other wolves were unable.

I was a vampire, a creature of the night, and I was here to indulge in the sweet scent of blood. I leaned against the bar, my eyes scanning the crowd of blissful youths as I waited for my liquor. The dim lighting and pulsating music created an electric atmosphere, but I was focused on something else - the scent of warm blood. It was a tantalizing aroma that awakened my hunger, and I could feel my emerald eyes gleaming with anticipation. As I turned to face the mysterious woman, a wicked smirk spread across my face. My angular features seemed to sharpen, and my refined nose twitched slightly as I took in the sweet scent of her hair. My blond hair was perfectly messy, framing my face as I gaze