Black Optimus Perfume Novels & Stories

She called out, “Mommy.” Paityn was very fond of her child. She leaned in toward Carol, who clung to her tightly. This forced the former to lean against Jamie’s shoulder, allowing him to easily catch a whiff of her perfume. It was a fragrance called “Black Opium.” Gwen was particularly fond of that scent. Jamie prided himself on not being a lecherous man. However, he couldn’t help but let his thoughts wander when Paityn dressed this way and the scent of her perfume enveloped her as she leaned against him.

His flawless skin, pale and faintly luminous, seemed to drink in the dim light, amplifying his otherworldly allure. Jet-black hair framed his face, falling in sleek, perfect waves that only added to his haunting beauty. He wore a long, tailored coat of midnight black, its edges trimmed with crimson embroidery that shimmered like freshly spilled blood. Beneath the coat, his clothing clung to his lean, muscular frame with the precision of a second skin, every detail a testament to his infernal majesty. A faint scent hung in the air around him, an intoxicating blend of smoke and something sweetly floral, masking the unmistakable undertone of sulfur.

Instead, there is an expression of such fierce longing on his face that it darkens the blue of his eyes and turns it into pitch black. I swallow, putting distance between us as I move to announce the last perfume. “And finally, this is Moonlit,” I say as I spritz the perfume I am most proud of. The perfume opens with the smell of wild forest and is an intoxicating blend of florals, including jasmine, tuberose, and night-blooming cereus. I designed it especially for werewolves, capturing the very essence of the night on a full moon.

I plaster on a Harper smile—a little sex, a little smug, a little like I invented highlighter. “Hi, babes,” I say in what I hope is a reasonable Harper voice. “Just wanted to share a little moment with you while I get ready for the shoot today. This? It's the newest scent from the Amour collection” I hold up the black glass bottle like a grenade I don’t trust. “Lilith Noir is giving dark femme, mysterious nights, maybe-she-kills-you vibes.” That’s good, right? “I wore it last night and… let’s just say it’s very effective.” I wink. Then instantly regret it.

Such mentally sick people. Kristen was about talking when Daniel entered the training ground, and everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and greeted him. Most of the female mobsters drooled at the sight of him. Wearing a sleeveless shirt and black leather pants, he was smoking hot. His exposed biceps weren't helping matters, as they added to his sexily fit body, making the females have wild thoughts. Kristen rolled her eyes. Daniel saw it but choose to ignore her. He had better things to do than calling the brat to order.

I closed my eyes shut for a split second, then flickered them open. I gave him a firm nod. "You don't look so bad your self." It was true. Infact he looked really good. With his intoxicating scent that suddenly became highly stimulating to my senses. He was putting on jeans, black T-shirt, and black boots. I liked that he was a lover of black. The colour black, suited and complimented his golden skin well. His smelt of lemons, mixed with his after shave. "Let's get going." He said, holding out his hand for me to accept.

"As much as I wanted to rip this fucking dress off right now, I would preserve it for later. The show is important for you and all of us. Everyone is waiting for us there Baby." "Uhu... No, I..." But he didn't let her finish and kissed her once again. But, before she could feel the pleasure, he stopped and break the kiss, making her grumpy at the function. Soon, the award ceremony started and the announcement of the best perfume was 'essence of dreams' and of course, the perfumer is Scarlett. It was even told that her perfumer surpassed the method and popularity of the legendary perfume 'love drops'. And this perfume she specially designed thinking of her mother.

answered one of the staff in the tent. Jessica nodded her head in satisfaction after hearing the answer, but before she could continue questioning the staff, someone suddenly appeared beside her. Even if she only smelled the person's perfume, she could tell the person's identity. Noah really liked wearing perfume, and he liked masculine ones. Jessica still remembered how she gave the man perfume for his birthday a few months ago, and today, she could smell the perfume on the person standing next to her. The top note was Fresh Accord, the middle note was Orange Blossom Absolute Heart, and the base note was Woods Accord. That kind of scent was Noah's favorite, and that was why the man looked s

like James Grigs. I hated that thought. Eric turned to me, his brow raised. “You okay?” I gave a tight smile. “Yeah. Let's check out the rest.” I reached for the last bottle. This one was heavier, square, matte black with thin gold edges, clean, minimal, almost masculine. It wasn’t trying to charm; it demanded attention. I pressed down the sprayer, and the scent that emerged was dark, smoky, and complex. Sandalwood. Amber. A whisper of spice. It made me stand a little straighter, like I’d just put on armor.

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.”“