You'd be surprised how often the little details on set are the things that make or break a shot, and candles are a perfect example. I like using unscented candles because they behave predictably: the flame color, the amount of soot, and the way the wax melts are all more consistent. Scented candles often contain fragrance oils, dyes, or additives that change how the candle burns—more smoke, more black soot on nearby surfaces, and sometimes an odd shimmer or discoloration in the flame that the camera can pick up as a subtle, unwanted color cast.
There’s also the human side of it. Strong scents travel fast in closed studio spaces and can give actors headaches, aggravate allergies, or cling to costumes and hair. When you shoot the same scene across multiple days, scent continuity is a sneaky continuity killer: a character suddenly smelling like lavender in a take can shift performances in tiny, distracting ways. Unscented candles keep the atmosphere neutral so performers and crew aren’t fighting a headache or adjusting delivery because they suddenly smell something weird.
Finally, equipment and post-production care matter. Soot from scented candles can land on lenses, reflectors, or microphones and require extra cleanings. That’s time and money gone. Unscented candles tend to be cleaner-burning, easier to control, and less likely to trigger smoke alarms or require retakes. All of this makes unscented the practical, low-drama choice on set—and honestly, I prefer the simplicity every time.
I still get a little thrill watching a candlelit scene come together, but I've learned to be picky about which candles make it into the kit. In my experience, unscented ones win because they’re just less fussy. Scented candles often use essential oils or synthetic fragrances that sit on the wax surface; those oils can drip, flare, or produce a faint oily residue when they burn. On camera, that can translate into unexpected highlights, tiny smoke wisps, or even micro-splatter on close-up props. Unscented candles are more neutral and reliable, which keeps the visual language consistent.
Another angle that matters to me is safety and comfort. A lot of actors are sensitive to smells, and strong aromas interfere with breathing, microphones, and concierge-level makeup. I once watched a close-up ruined because the actor kept sniffing between takes—turns out the scented prop candle was wafting perfume into the nose hair and it totally changed the delivery. Also, fragrance compounds can react with fabrics or certain makeup products, leaving stains or altering color under lights. Unscented avoids those chemistry problems and keeps everyone focused on performance rather than their sinuses.
So yeah, for practical reasons—clean burn, less residue, fewer allergic reactions, and smoother continuity—unscented is the quiet MVP of set props. It makes the craft look effortless, which I really appreciate.
Small practicalities often hide behind cinematic romanticism, and candles are a perfect little trap for that. I prefer unscented candles because they don't complicate things: no lingering fragrances that cause headaches or clash with wardrobe and makeup, no extra soot that soils faces or lenses, and no unpredictable flame behavior from added oils. For actors, a neutral-smelling set helps with focus and natural delivery; for crew, it means less cleanup, fewer smoke-alarm false positives, and easier lighting consistency. Even if scent itself isn't recorded, its effects ripple through performance and production. Unscented candles are simply the calmer, cleaner choice, and that calm helps everyone do better work—I'd take that reliability any day.
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KNOTTING ON ICE: Scentless Obsession
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Aurel Laurentis is a scentless Omega hiding his identity to play hockey. Becoming captain of the Ice Reapers was his dream—but one rare heat could ruin everything.
Neylan Astor, the arrogant Alpha captain of the Polar Titans, has never met a rival like Aurel. When their teams clash for the first time, a wild night changes everything. Aurel saves a female Omega from Neylan’s uncontrollable pheromones—but ends up caught in the Alpha’s own heat, knotted and marked.
With finals just a week away, Aurel discovers he is pregnant with his rival's child… but he can’t afford to miss a single game.
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PLEASE NOTE: THIS IS AN OMEGAVERSE MM STORY.
What Is Omegaverse?
If you're new here and wondering how a man can get pregnant, welcome to Omegaverse!
Omegaverse is a fictional romance universe where people are born as one of three secondary genders: Alpha, Beta, or Omega. It exists only in fiction and has its own biology and rules.
In this world:
• Alphas are dominant and protective.
• Betas are the most common and live much like ordinary humans.
• Omegas, whether male or female, can become pregnant.
So no, the male characters in this story are not hermaphrodites or intersex. Their ability to conceive is simply part of the fictional Omegaverse setting, just like vampires, werewolves, or magic exist in other fantasy stories.
If you're reading Omegaverse for the first time, don't worry. Everything you need to understand will be explained naturally as the story unfolds.
Happy reading! ❤️
They're supposed to be forbidden. At least, it’s what I keep telling myself whenever I see them. Yet, when my once close friends of 18 yrs begin to drift away, I’m suddenly left standing, alone, even as they move into their new roles within the pack.
My role being null and void, even with me being born the son of a Gamma.
Always being told I’m useless as the pack treats me with zero respect.
“Worthless Runt”
“Freak”
“Pathetic”
Only a few choice words that my pack likes to use against me whenever they see me. And when becoming bruised and battered seems to be a newfound favorite I take a risk and try to flee only to be stopped by them. My future Alpha, Beta and Delta.
“Where are you going?”
“Out”
“Uh huh sure, and you're taking that with you?”
Snatching my bag, they move to look at me with knowing stares, a stare filled with longing, pain and purpose.
“Give that back.”
“I think not little mate, your ours, now and forever and were not letting go”
Crap. I think things just got a whole lot more complicated than it needed to be.
In the shadows of desire where rules are made to be broken, This story ignites a wildfire of pure, unfiltered lust. This explosive erotic anthology delivers over a hundred scorching short stories that plunge you into the hottest forbidden fantasies imaginable: a naughty student bent over her professor’s desk while footsteps echo outside the unlocked door, best friends finally devouring each other in a steamy hotel night, a heartbroken sister finding wicked comfort in her brother’s arms, a wife riding a stranger while her husband watches every thrust, dominant cops claiming their prey, seductive vampires sinking their teeth in, and tentacles from another world pushing every limit.
From risky office quickies and public thrill rides to group encounters under the stars, passionate lesbian awakenings, powerful BDSM-tinged domination, and supernatural claiming, each tale is packed with dripping wet detail, filthy talk, and explosive orgasms that leave you breathless. Whether it’s power, risk, taboo, or raw animal hunger, it burns hotter with every page.
Get ready to surrender… because once you enter these flames, there’s no turning back.
Billionaire CEO Damien Voss hasn’t slept peacefully in three years — not since the car accident that broke him.
When his assistant drapes a forgotten lavender-and-strawberry scented blanket over him, Damien finally finds rest… until the precious scent is washed away forever.
Desperate and unraveling, he turns to the blanket’s owner: Liora Kane, his assistant’s younger sister.
With a single threat her brother’s job or her compliance Damien forces Liora into a contract: eight hours per night in his bed, nothing more. Her days remain her own. Six months only.
He tells himself he is being reasonable. He only needs her scent to sleep. Nothing else.
But Damien Voss was once the city’s most sought-after bachelor tall, devastatingly handsome, and powerfully built. Even after the accident, his striking looks and commanding presence remain. And though he has never been with a woman, he quickly learns how to use every inch of his body to seduce the innocent woman lying beside him.
Night after night, Liora lies stiff beside the domineering CEO as he buries his face in her neck, inhaling her like a drug. What begins as clinical necessity slowly turns carnal. His touches grow bolder. His hips start to rock against her in the dark. He rubs himself against her thigh or stomach until he shudders and spills in his boxers, whispering filthy praises against her skin while she fights the unwanted heat building inside her.
The contract promised safety.
It promised only eight hours and nothing sexual unless she consents.
Yet Damien’s obsession deepens with every shared breath. Jealousy ignites. Possession takes hold.
And Liora finds herself dangerously seduced by the broken, beautiful man who needs her more than air a man willing to break every rule to make her crave him.
Part OneFirefighter Kristi Gregory was just enjoying an evening off in everyone’s favorite hangout, sipping her beer, when hot cop Patrick Hayes walked in. They’d just worked a disaster together that very day, and he was not only professional but one very hot cop. Patrick had eyes on Kristi but was still trying to prove himself at his new precinct. But when danger brings a sexy firefighter and a hot cop together, it’s incendiary.Part TwoMisa turned hot and bothered when sexy firefighter Sam Braddock moved into the house next door. she could hardly get him out of her mind. Who wouldn’t want to do everything with a six-foot-four blond hunk with sculpted muscles that didn’t come from any gym, and a smile that made her panties wet? He was the stuff any woman’s dreams were made of. And she had a problem. And she wanted to have hot, sweaty, off-the-wall sex with her neighbor, king of the alphas. When he agreed to be interviewed for hew newspaper, neither of them expected the hot inferno that would explode between them.Incendiary is created by Desiree Holt, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.
(WARNING : R-18 content)
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"What is this perfume on your neck? Tell me, I want to know."
"No perfume. It's just the smell of my skin, combined with the adrenaline generated from the moment I saved you, the pleasure I'm feeling on this bed while I'm laying on top of your naked body."
- The love told in the movies doesn't exist. Romance doesn't exist. The only thing that exists is sex, pure, violent, wild, a breathtaking combination of sensations of pleasure and new fragrances to explore.
This is precisely what Kora Night does, creating new essences drawing inspiration from the smells and sensations of her lovers around the world.
"Perfumes are the essence of life itself. They cannot be explained. Where words fail, perfumes release the most intense and hidden emotions of the ego, awakening the darkest and most primordial instincts of human beings."
Kora's career started to take off, and everything proceeded according to plan, when during one of her business trips, she lived the most beautiful night of her life, the night that will change everything.
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I sincerely hope you'll enjoy reading my original novel :) comments and reviews will always be appreciated!
p.s. With this story I will try to make you live some of the emotions I experienced in my life, so in a sense, this novel is 'inspired by a true story'. Good reading!
It's wild how something as invisible as scent — or the absence of it — can totally tilt a scene. In my late twenties and after a ridiculous number of student films and weekend rehearsals, I've noticed unscented perfumes acting like a silent stagehand: they remove distractions. When wardrobe, makeup, and the whole crew agree on unscented products, actors stop reacting to accidental smells and can stay emotionally present. That matters most in close-ups and intimate scenes where a stray perfume can trigger a laugh, a sneeze, or an unplanned emotional pivot.
On the flip side, smell is a powerful emotional anchor. I’ve seen people use a specific scent to summon anger, nostalgia, or calm during a take. Choosing unscented basically clears the palette, which is brilliant when a director wants consistency across multiple setups and days. It also helps with continuity — you can shoot a breakup one day and a reconciliation the next without the risk of a lingering fragrance creating a false emotional cue.
Practical stuff too: unscented options reduce the chance of allergic reactions or headaches among cast and crew, and they make intimate choreography less awkward because partners aren’t distracted by someone’s strong cologne. For me, unscented perfumes are like putting the windows up on a car when it’s raining — they keep the ride predictable and let the emotions be the focus. I tend to prefer sets that favor neutrality; it keeps the work honest and my lungs thankful.