Scent Stories

One Omega. Two Alphas. And absolutely no boundaries. For Est supha, life is a constant tug of war. On one side is William Jakrapatr, his husband, whose Prime Alpha instincts involve dramatic pouting and sneaking back into bed after a ban. On the other is Wesley Jakrapatr, their son, who is determined to out alpha his father for the Best Hug trophy. When these two aren't fighting over who gets to hold Est's hand or who gets the first Sweet Cream recharge of the morning, they're teaming up to create the kind of domestic chaos that only a Jakrapatr can survive. Dive into a world where the laundry is never done, the kitchen is occasionally a lake and the love is so thick you can practically smell the jasmine in the air.

I am a normal girl, well not completely normal but I always try my best to live my life with whatever shit life decides to throw my way...until that night. Yeah, the night that makes me want to speak and be heard and even greedy for what I could not have or what I thought I could not have.

The Scentmarked Archive is a companion to the Scentmarked series, created to expand the world beyond the main story. This archive can be read alongside the books, or before or after the series. Some entries include spoiler warnings, so you can explore at your own pace without revealing anything you'd rather discover in the story. Inside, you'll find detailed entries on dragon elements, magical creatures, maps, and key regions, along with art scenes and deeper explanations of the magic, cultures, and systems woven throughout the series. If you've ever wanted to look closer at the world behind the story, this is where it lives.

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He is feared by anyone, no one dared to disobey his commands, no one tries to look him in the eyes. He has no mercy, he fuck when he's mad, he kills whoeverp tries to disobey him. He doesn't scared of any danger because he is the danger himself. *** Ark Clyken Castillo believes that he has no weakness that can be used by his enemy against him until he saw the only survivor of the explosion caused by him until then he is addicted to her scent and the way she bit her lips if she's nervous, it's making him crazy it's making him........aroused. Disclaimer: This story is written in taglish. Content warning: This story has mature scenes which is not suitable for all readers. Read at your own risk

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In the city of Veylour, everyone has a place, a purpose, and a scent that marks them for life. Alphas hold power. Betas serve. Omegas are prized, controlled, and, if unregistered, hunted. Eiran is an omega who has learned how to survive by hiding in plain sight. Living on the edge of the Midrings, he wears suppressants and scent blockers that leave him blank, invisible, untouchable. Safe. At least, that's what he tells himself. Blunt, sharp-tongued, and careful with his words, Eiran has built a life where he doesn't have to feel... until the city shifts and his carefully maintained walls begin to crack. Kael is an alpha enforcer from the Spires, tall, commanding, and marked by a past he's spent a lifetime trying to outrun. His eyes, midnight blue flecked with gold, see more than most people realize. He hunts unregistered omegas, but one presence (subtle, fleeting, impossible to place) begins to haunt him. A ghost in the Midrings, a nameless scent he cannot forget. Two lives moving in parallel, worlds apart yet destined to collide. One wrong move could expose Eiran to a world he has spent years escaping, and Kael's instincts tell him that finding this invisible omega might be the one chance to make right the failures of his past. But survival comes with sacrifices. Trust comes with pain. And sometimes, even the blankest scent carries the weight of a bond neither of them expected. Secrets. Lies. Heat suppressed. Hearts exposed. /// Started : Jan 16th 2025 Finished: TBD

My name is Lala Wilbrew. I'm a typical teenager. Went to school. Had a summer job. Got a car on my 18th birthday bash which half the school attended. Then why isn't my life perfect? Because I lost my sister to a supposed "wild animal" attack. It was really werewolves. Only nobody believes me. Now I'm on the run... The pack, Torna, wants me. And I don't know why. It's been two weeks since Torna has marked me. I thought I was never going to escape... until I almost ran over a hitchhiker, Criss Weaton with my car. Despite being really attractive he's peculiar and strange. Is he a friend? Can I trust him? Or will I be on the run alone forever? What happens when the wolf reigns? Where will I hide... when the full moon rises?

Although it can be challenging to get up at daybreak, there is something lovely about that time of day when everything is calm and the light is soft. What makes it even more valuable? through a jasmine field. Read More: http://ultrainternational.com/fragrances