“Her scent was there, swirling all around him. It was feminine, but not elegant. Not like flowers or the spring air, but rather like an autumn breeze, weaving its way through branches well on their way to winter slumber. It was the scent of a fall evening casting its glow over a serene lake. It was the smell of sunset, something he hadn’t seen in so long.” LoveSmellAttractionSunsetVampiresScentSimileDescriptive Book:The Crimes of Orphans Source: The Crimes of Orphans
“Nightfall was approaching, the light pouring away past the world’s horizon in a gradually darkening cascade.” NightSunsetTwilightDescriptiveNightfallSundown Book:The Crimes of Orphans Source: The Crimes of Orphans