Blue Curve Perfume Novels & Stories

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.

He exclaimed to the others. "Great show you got there." Said Agent Ariel standing beside him. Ariel has her hair braided, her arms have a wing tattoo as she popped a gum in her mouth. "Damn woman, that's why I like you." Amusement was on Agent Blue's face as he casually walked towards me and slung his hand on my shoulder. I glared and forcefully removed it, he grimaced in pain. "Easy woman, I'll die because of you before I get another mission." He has dyed blue hair, blue clothes, even he mentioned one time that his underwear is also blue! I always cringe at his style but he says that he wanted to stand out from everyone. Pretty dangerous for a spy where we have to blend in the crowd right?

She showcases perfection, like she's practiced and practiced for days to make her actions look utterly flawless. Returning my gaze back to my work, I scan over my notes and calculations one final time to ensure I haven't missed anything. Confident, I'm ready to add the last ingredient. Using a sharp needle, I prick the end of my finger, placing it over my concoction and allowing a few drops of blood to plunge into the solution. I give the flask one final swirl before carefully transferring it to a perfume bottle just as the bell signals the end of the final round. My heart pounds both excitedly and nervously in my chest as the judges come to critique my perfume first. My perfume is encased i

"But Sarah's really stunning now." "Yeah, lots of people in our circle want to pursue her." "Remember last month's charity gala?" "Of course, she wore that royal blue evening gown and danced the opening dance." "The way her skirt twirled when she spun was mesmerizing..." Henry certainly remembered. That night Sarah was extremely happy. She kept talking to him non-stop, showing off her new dance steps. Charlotte suddenly pushed the door open. "Henry."

she said, practically beaming as she handed it to me. The fabric was cool and silky to the touch, and as I ran my fingers over it, I could already tell it would hug every curve just right. I slipped it on, smoothing it down over my hips and letting the gentle shimmer catch the light. It was a deep, almost midnight blue that seemed to shift with each step, reflecting just enough light to bring out the soft undertones of my skin. The neckline dipped elegantly—although it showed little of my cleavage, it was still modest enough to make me feel both powerful and beautiful.

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.

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.

"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."