Blue Curve Perfume Novels & Stories

"Describe it" Merlin studied the flower in her hand and putting it to her nose, breathed in it's scent and closed her eyes,"It's the most startling shade of blue, kind of like your eyes, intense and vivid, turning darker towards the center so it almost seems violet. It's cool but comfortable with a hint of danger that irresistibly draws you in" "Now imagine the color slowly draining from it in delicate tendrils, beginning from the outer petals and gradually moving into the center until all that remains is pure, pristine white", Juliette spoke softly, her voice low and mesmerizing.

He asked curiosly. She rolled her large hazel eyes. "Pink is too overrated" she said. "Pink can be described with only three words I think: hot, flashy, exciting" she ticked them off her fingers. "Blue can be so many things at once: calm, serene, pale, cold, beautiful, rejuvenating" "Exactly" he agreed. Only then did he notice that she was wearing a blue gown. Hunter gulped. He wondered if the red hoodie and black ripped jeans he wore was appropriate for a date.

she asked quietly. Bell hummed, “Lavender”, she answered, “The bottle is blue the perfume is more of a purple color, mauve if someone were to be pedantic. But yes its calming, since most people only buy things related to the herb because of the effect lavender has”, she explained. “The effects of lavender?” Fiona asked confused.

It was evident that Carol was the one who brought them honor. "Carol, what perfume are you using? It smells so good! I've never smelled anything like it before." "Carol, where did you buy that perfume? I want to get one for myself, too!" Carol was surrounded by the girls. She thoroughly enjoyed the attention she was getting. It was as if she had already become Liam's wife, skillfully managing her facial expressions in public." "This is the perfume from Westwood. It is from their 'Zodiacal Opulence' collection. It's a limited edition, with only 10 bottles for each zodiac sign. I was quite lucky to get my hands on one."

Golden locks cascaded down her shoulders as she beamed at the camera. A shiver raced down my spine as I clicked on the photo album, flipping to the date of my birthday. That night, Chase told me he was busy. He was so occupied with dealing with a batch of arms that he couldn't call me—and I believed in him. But the photo before me said otherwise. He was with Lucille at the most prestigious private club in Montagne, picking out a diamond necklace and holding a glass of champagne for her. I had never seen this side of him.

gray like brewing storm clouds, as intense as lightning itself but also as quietly shocking as the low rumble of thunder. His crisp midnight blue suit, which is most likely more worth than my annual rent, hugs him perfectly, clinging onto every sharp plane in a way that makes it obvious he has a great body. Even from here, I can smell his perfume. Musk and mint, with a hint of freshness in there that I cannot place, like pine. In all the times I’ve seen him on TV or on the internet, I always thought he was uniquely and devastatingly good-looking. But I never thought he would be absolutely immaculate.

I gasp. My eyelids fly open. “What is it?” Mitch asks with great interest. Standing, as well. Blue had not been a hue I’d contemplated, for fear it would meld right into the ocean scenery. No, I want something that grabs and commands attention. I immediately visualize a shade so rich and brilliant, a blue-turquoise so sensational, it truly would be a beacon. Turquoise and white. With a darker blue or possibly black as a faint enhancement around the fringes to make it all pop.

Naseefa knew Kora like a book, but circumstances did not allow her to add anything else, so, without giving too much in the eye, she left the glass and continued to look normally at the journalist, as if nothing had happened. "Oh, one last thing, I almost forgot it! Two of your perfumes are the winning candidates of the 'La Rose Jaune' award, the name of which is inspired by the hotel that sponsored the event. Next to them, there are significant names of famous artists in the fashion industry. How are you feeling? Are you more excited or afraid?" Christine continued, approaching the microphone of 'Les Parisiens' at her interviewee's mouth for the last time.

"Again, a blue dress." I knew I would look gorgeous in this dress. Simple yet elegant. And the design around the collar with the combination of black, silver, and blue beads made it even more beautiful. "It's sapphire blue. It's different from the blue dresses I've gifted you in the past." I shook my head, smiling slightly. "You're going to turn my wardrobe all blue." Mike chuckled. "This time it's going to be for a special reason."