Bakura Perfume Novels & Stories

Boro said, there is our soulmate in the village. Burdak, who was confused and didn't understand Boro's intentions, even had time to pass through the village, until he smelled a very strange fragrance. A fragrance he had never smelled before, a mixture of castor oil and sandalwood, with a hint of gahru. It's incredible, how can there be such a fragrance.

Her knee pounded along with aching limbs and Chantal clenched her shaking hands into fists and imagined a meal and a soft bed waiting at the end of this journey. Gage kissed her head. “I can smell a trace of your perfume.” He kept his lips in place. “That’s surprising, considering the knotted mess on my head.” “That fragrance is familiar… calming… what do you wear?” “It’s a French perfume— L’Artisan Parfumeur Premier Figuier. It has notes of fig, rice, coconut, and sandalwood.” Gage sniffed her head like a basset hound, and she laughed.

Lalisa chuckled at herself, taking unsteady steps along the sidewalk. Suddenly, she turned around. To her right, there was a massive advertising display area with blindingly bright lights. On the billboard was an image of a perfume brand, the latest product released by the Sherwood conglomerate. Lalisa blinked in confusion as she looked at it. It looked similar to the perfume that Jayce Sherwood had recommended to her, claiming it suited her perfectly. On the advertising billboard, the perfume bottle was even taller than her, exquisitely designed with an angelic shape. The bottle’s mouth resembled that of a tiny angel, with two hands forming the shape of a heart. The bottle was filled with a

Asher muttered, but then his eyes widened and darted to the side. He grabbed a small black leather bag Kara had dropped when she stormed in earlier. There were lipsticks, a dagger, a tiny mirror—then his face lit up like he had struck gold. “Bingo,” he whispered, holding up a sleek bottle of perfume. I grinned. “Good job… See? It wasn’t so hard to rebel.” I praised, and he smiled cheekily as he handed me the bottle. I sprayed it all over myself and even my insides, just for good measure. The smell was overwhelmingly strong and I coughed. “Shit—”

she murmured, checking the girl’s skin. “None, Mom! It’s nice!” The girl chattered and then curiously leaned in to smell me. “Mom, the smell on my sister's body really smells good.” Ms. Jan looked at me, curiosity piqued. “This smell seems familiar. Is it the bottle of perfume of "City Forest" I saw last time in the studio?” I smiled. “Yes. ” “Is there any chemical additive added here.” I shook my head, “One of my own blends—pure floral and plant extract. No chemicals.”“

They are not great things, but luxuries are luxuries. We enter the store and the exquisite aroma of the fragrances is present. We go to the upper bar where there is a boy behind us who is placing some perfumes on the shelf. "Good afternoon boy, could you help us choose a perfume?"This time Karla speaks as she grabs a perfume from the shelf and smells it.

*** After they were inside, they immediately met with a very sewer smell, and Brianna almost threw up if Jack didn’t suddenly put something on her nose. “What is this?” Brianna asked, narrowing her eyes as she smelled it before it turned to relax when the sewer smell was gone, and change to bread smell. “It’s just a perfume. Don’t worry, it’s not dangerous because it’s a perfume that bakeries tend to use to lure the customer. But the effect is not long so…I suggest you be wise when breathing,” he said, and Brianna just ‘oh..’

[note to QI: above line says perfume too, so I kept this neutral/vague by changing to liquid] She then glared at me and asked, "Did you tamper with the perfume, Helena?" I shrugged my shoulders, looking completely innocent. "What on earth are you talking about? Why don't I understand what you're getting at, Queenie? Is it possible that your perfume has simply gone bad?" Queenie asked through gritted teeth, "Didn't you realize that the person who uses this perfume can't actually smell it? How did the perfume I gave you end up on my vanity, Helena?"

I replied, offering a polite smile and a slight nod to Bardier to indicate that I was okay. "Ms. Freya, if you're okay, I'd like you to take a look at this new bottle of perfume I've mixed up," Bardier said, pulling out a bottle of peach-colored perfume from the counter. After opening the lid, the delicate scent filled the air and made my heart skip a beat. "This smell is so strong, Bardier. What's the name of this perfume?" I asked absentmindedly as I gently wafted the perfume with the palm of my hand.

"I'm so happy for you." She did not hold Maya's gaze. The perfume…Heavy, Expensive, Something with a dark base amber and something woody and specific. Maya had smelled it once sitting on the shelf in Damien's bathroom and asked what it was and he had said a client gifted it, he didn't know the name. She had picked the bottle up and looked at it and set it back. “Not today, Get through today, Get to the other side of today and then deal with all of it.”Maya thought.