smell in mosque

Berbagai kasus yang terjadi di kota Marseille telah membuat seorang penyidik yang baru saja di mutasi ke kota tersebut harus ikut terlibat, penyidik itu bernama Benjamin. Frank Benjamin merupakan seorang laki-laki muda dewasa dengan perawakan yang cukup tinggi dan berusia kira-kira dua puluh delapan tahun. Ia harus dihadapkan dengan kasus-kasus yang sulit dipecahkan bahkan sebuah pembunuhan yang sangat kejam hingga harus berurusan dengan organisasi berbahaya yang membuatnya harus mendapatkan teror-teror mengerikan yang hampir membunuhnya. Demi menjalankan sebuah rencana untuk menghancurkan organisasi berbahaya, membuat Benjamin harus menyamar dan merubah identitasnya sementara waktu. Mampukah Benjamin membongkar jaringan kejahatan dan menghancurkan organisasi berbahaya di Kota Marseille? Akankah Benjamin akan berhasil membongkar kasus demi kasus yang terjadi dan menjadikan kota Marseille menjadi aman dari kriminal? Ikutin kisah perjalanan Franc Benjamin dalam menuntaskan kasus-kasus di kota tersebut.

!!COMPLETED!! Nikolai Volkov, 26-year-old male omega, happily married to the love of his life aka his 27-year-old Alpha mate, Damon White, until one day he catches a nasty bloody smell coming the basement of their house. ———- +Trigger WARNING This book is mmmm ( in other words, it will contains four men together in a relationship) But will start as mm at first and developes later to mmmm. -Reverse Harem - OmegaxAlpha - Twin Russian dragon shifters - Secret Serial killer MC - Dark Romance - Secret Phyco MC - SubxDom/ DomxDom - Group smut scenes - Mpreg - Omegaverse

Adanni Kingsbury is a 21-year-old girl who's dream is to be an artist. She can admit that to everyone but her mother. Her mom believes any career thats not secure is a waste of time. Could be because of the hurt from her father, or her mom never trying to aim for her own dreams, she hoped one day she would get the courage to find out. The returning person back in town may inspire her, or maybe he'll just teach her that no one's opinion counts anyway including his own. Go on this journey with Adanni to realize that the only support she truly needed all this time was her own.

Dearil is an omega that stays to himself unless you are his childhood friend Kathrine. Alpha pheromones don't mess with him like they should not till he meets Riden, who smells like sweet licorice. Riden has been in love with Dearil for a long time and only likes smelling the pheromones of honey tea that comes off of Dearil. Will Dearil fall in love with Riden even though even when the most popular girl in school threatens him not to be with Riden? Will Riden get the boy he loves? When every girl in school falls head over heels for him. Also, can they survive high school or the people that don't think they should be together or will it fall to ruin and chaos in a blink of an eye?

Detective Moogak lost his younger sister to a barcode-murder case and lost his ability to taste, smell, and feel pain. He then meets Oh Cho-rim, the only witness to the murder case who possesses a special sense: she can see smells.

Warning: I don’t support smoking, it’s unhealthy, and it’s better to not do it, for the sake of your lungs don’t smoke. The scent of cigarettes was the last thing that YuanLi wanted to smell. It was also the very reason he dropped the addiction. That very scent reminded him of someone who he wanted to forget. He tried to forget and leave his idol dreams in the past. But what happens when that very person shows up at his workplace years later.

Everyone thinks Asha is just being dramatic-wearing a facemask everywhere, even when the air is clean. They whisper, they stare, they laugh behind her back. But what they don't know is that Asha isn't hiding from germs. She's hiding from something far more sinister. A scent. One that clings to her skin, seeps into her dreams, and follows her wherever she goes. She's smelled it since childhood-when the first body was found. She's tried everything to escape it. But it always returns. The smell of death. And now, it's getting stronger. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com (https://www.royalroad.com/profile/842527)

CERBERUZ Siapa yang tidak kenal ID ini di dunia maya, para peselancar dunia maya pasti akan merasa familier dengan namanya. Dia adalah hacker handal yang tidak pernah terendus keberadaannya bahkan oleh interpol sekalipun. Tidak ada yang tahu pasti siapa dia, bahkan banyak hacker berpengalaman yang sudah malang melintang menjelajah lautan dark web mencoba melacaknya, tapi selalu saja berakhir tanpa hasil. Sangat licin, sangat rapi. Di lain sisi, seorang pemuda bernama Alexander Vernon. Seorang professional gamer yang namanya sudah dikenal di kancah Gaming internasional, sering memenangkan kejuaraan game daring mengalahkan peserta dari seluruh dunia. Hari-harinya hanya ia habiskan di dalam kamarnya yang remang, dengan 2 unit komputer dan mata yang terpaku menatap monitor tanpa bergeser sedikit pun. Baginya rumah adalah tempat teraman, sedangkan dunia luar adalah neraka yang membuatnya harus selalu mengenakan masker khusus buatan mendiang ibunya, bukan karena sakit parah atau mysophobia, melainkan karena ia dapat mencium bau kebohongan atau emosi dari orang lain, matanya dapat menangkap warna dari kebohongan itu, warna dari emosi orang-orang yang di temuinya di jalan bahkan dimanapun. Tidak ada orang yang tidak pernah berbohong sepanjang hidupnya, bahkan bau kebohongan sekecil apapun akan terasa menyengat baginya seperti bangkai tikus di loteng rumah. Mengganggu! baginya ini adalah bau dari neraka, bau yang selalu mengepungnya sepanjang hidup. The smell of Hell! Melva Jane O'Connor, seorang detektif muda berprestasi yang membawahi departemen kekerasan dan kejahatan khusus di Vellas City Police Departemen (VCPD) sedang menghadapi suatu kasus misterius yang membuatnya harus berurusan dengan Alexander Vernon, pemuda dengan kemampuan aneh dan tidak masuk akal. Bagaimanakan takdir mereka berjalan? ikuti terus kisahnyaa.... note: cerita ini hanyalah khayalan semata, semua tokoh dan setting cerita ini adalah fiktif dan imajiner.

Adanni Kingsbury is a 21-year-old girl who's dream is to be an artist. She can admit that to everyone but who counts, her mother. Mainly because her mom believes art or music as a career is a waste of time. Could be because of her father, or her mom never trying to aim for her own dreams, she hoped one day she would get the courage to find out. Maybe the returning person back in town can inspire her, or maybe he'll just teach her that no one's opinion counts anyway including his own. Go on this journey with Adanni to realize that the only support she truly needed all this time was her own. •••• I am so excited to say that "Smell The Roses " is now reposted through Webnovel! The newer improved version is posted here: https://m.webnovel.com/book/smell-the-roses_21371225606302605 Just follow These Steps: Step 1: Type 'Smell The Roses 'in Webnovels Search bar. Step 2: Click the book with 17+ chapters. It will have the most chapters available! That's it! © 2021 by Ireland Rea. All rights reserved.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!