The Tyrant is Addicted to My Scent

[Content Warning: This novel contains mature themes, violence, and sexual tension, suitable for readers 17+. Reader discretion advised.]

"I thought I was bullying a servant. Turns out, I was ordering around the Emperor."

Yasmin, a genius perfumer from the Red Lantern District, has a dangerous gift: she can see scents as colors. She can smell a lie, taste fear, and track a poison to its source.

Dragged to the Golden Palace, she is forced to create a love potion for the terrifying, faceless Sultan Iskandar.

To survive, she strikes a deal with Nadir, a grumpy, soot-stained coal servant. She teases him, bosses him around, and uses him to steal ingredients. He is the only safe harbor in a palace of vipers.

But Yasmin is about to discover a terrifying truth...

Nadir doesn't exist.

The man she has been poking in the chest is Sultan Iskandar himself and he isn't angry. He is amused.

Now, Yasmin is trapped. The Sultan is being slowly poisoned by a madness that only her scent can cure. He is possessive, he is dangerous, and he refuses to let his favorite servant leave his side.

"You treated me like a slave, Little Mouse. Now, you can pay your debts as my Queen."

[Author's Note: The world of [The Tyrant is Addicted to My Scent] is a high-fantasy setting. While the aesthetics, clothing, and architecture are heavily inspired by the beauty of the Ottoman, Persian, and Mughal empires, this is a fictional world with its own geography, culture, and laws. It is not intended to be a historical representation of the Middle East.]