The church was hot and loud, the scents that overwhelmed her outside stifling.
The scents of what looked like pizza night taunted her, and she stood peering through the cracked door at the long dinner table.
His body was solid and strong, the sensations of his skin against hers and his scents intoxicating her.
The scents made her stomach roar to life.
Intrigued by the new scents, she began opening bottles to smell them.
She walked down the alley, nose wrinkling at the scents of trash and stagnant water.
The scents of food from street vendors and car exhaust filled the air outside the quiet hospital grounds.
The balmy morning breeze drifting in from the small window was fragrant with the scents of the ocean and bread from the Sanctuary's kitchens.
The scents were real enough and made her realize she hadn't eaten all day.
Deidre went through another courtyard before the scents of breakfast drew her to the correct one.
She nearly leapt past her escort when he entered the banquet hall, the scents of roasted meat and a million other things making her stomach roar.
Grass tickled her hands, a chilled wind nipped her neck, and the scents from her vision intensified until she was near gagging.
The scents of fresh bread and some sort of meat cooking nearly nailed her to the ground as she rounded the corner.
She slowed until she smelled the scents of dinner.
He entered the castle, following the scents up the back stairwell that Katie alone used to avoid the other Immortals.
The air was filled with quiet, serious discussions and with the faint scents of war: sweat and weapons.
Between the shampoo, perfume, body wash and all the other scents, a vampire could barely get a whiff of the earthy delicious smell that was natural.
Mrs. Watson was already up, and the scents of bacon and eggs reminded Lana how long she'd gone without real food.
The night air was crisp and cool and laden by the scents of the ocean.
The sounds and scents of battle were thick in the air, from clanging of metal to cries of the injured to the smell of heated bodies.
She gagged as a cool morning breeze carried the scents to her.
The stables were dark inside, the scent of horse, leather, and hay overwhelming the scents of decay from the rest of Landis.
They are: (I) Arabs from Tripoli, who export ostrich feathers, skins and ivory, and bring in burnouses, scents, sweets, tea, sugar, &c.; (2) Salaga merchants who import kola nuts from the hinterland of the Guinea Coast, taking in exchange cloth and live stock and leather and other goods; (3) the Asbenawa traders, who come from the oases of Asben or Air with camels laden with salt and "potash" (i.e.
2 The "incense" (ketoreth), or "incense of sweet scents" (ketoreth sammim), called, in Ex.
The neighbourhood abounds in market gardens and plantations of aromatic herbs for the manufacture of scents and essences.
The women are very fond of strong scents, which are generally oils imported from India and Ceylon.