Blue Lightning Bolt Cologne Novels & Stories

He advised him self while looking at his reflection in the mirror. He left the bathroom and dressed up in his navy blue suit which made him more charming better than those Louis Vuitton male models. As he was done dressing, he got his Dior home cologne to perfume his body, he remembered Rim telling him;l love this Gucci guilt black more on you. When it's mixed with your natural scent, it drives me crazy. He smiled and put Dior back and sprayed himself with Gucci. He left the bedroom.

All food. We were currently standing in line for the Pirates of the Caribbean when I got a wiff of the most amazing colgne I'd ever smelled. Holy shit it smelled amazing! It was like a colgne with hints of musky cedarwood and maybe bergamot. Maybe. Earthy. God it smelled good. The creeper side of me wanted to know what it was so I could buy some and spray it on my pillow! I caught myself looking around, and stopped before someone saw me being a total creeper. Not that many would notice me and a whopping 5'6.

She moved closer to Scarlett again, who backed up until she hit the counter. "Cologne," Sophie continued, her voice taking on the dreamy quality of someone lost in sensory memory. "Very expensive cologne. Something with bergamot and cedar, with base notes of sandalwood and just a whisper of tobacco. The kind of scent worn by men who understand that true luxury is in the details." Scarlett's face had gone from red to pale in the space of seconds.

A section was dedicated to cologne, bottles gleaming under soft lighting, their labels discreet yet undoubtedly expensive. I trailed my fingers over the nearest shelf, my touch skimming the smooth fabric of a midnight-blue silk shirt. Everything about this space was designed for power. Every item had a presence, a statement. I finally settled on a simple plain blue shirt and slipped it on, my fingers fumbling with the buttons. Axel stepped in before I could finish, his hands covering mine. He buttoned it for me.

It fueled Brittany’s rage, “Go get it then! There are so many world-famous perfumes, but you’re willing to settle for a cheap, brandless one? You’re courageous, huh? You’re not even afraid that it’ll damage your skin!” Her rage shocked the TV host, but he mumbled two seconds later, “Brittany, the perfume is from a branded company too. It’s from La Beaute Group’s Rebirth.” Brittany only glared daggers at him. The TV host immediately quieted down and tried to be more discreet.

Swallowing nervously, all her senses felt hyper aware of him. The smell of his cologne engulfed her, it was a heady blend of musky, masculine notes that left her breathless. The scent was warm and spicy, like a flicker of a flame on a cool autumn night. It enveloped her like a warm blanket, drawing her closer and making her want to melt into his embrace.

he said, voice dropping lower. Then he offered me his arm, bare skin and muscle, his veins flexing under it. “Bite on this.” I blinked. “You serious?” His blue eyes locked onto me, clear and seductive. And damn it, I leaned closer anyway. His cologne hit me first….That scent…pine and vanilla custard.. fresh, sweet, filthy… it made me think of dragging my tongue over him just to see if he tasted the same. I sank my mouth against his arm, the side where his shirt stretched thin over his skin.

He could already see just how much I appreciated this. "Come on, check the next one." He tilted his direction in the box beside me. My eyes lingered on him for a moment before I gently picked up the next box. It was way smaller than the first one. Almost medium. The familiar signature scent that hit me immediately when I opened the box piqued my attention. My eyes scanned the bottle filled with peach liquid, perfectly designed with a black lid and an intricately crafted black tag that read the inscription, 'Jasmin Bonheur', a scented product of Guerlain.

The night was young, and the celebration had only just begun. It was time for the selling of the first made cologne The moment of truth! Noah took the stage once more, a sleek, black box in hand. "Ladies and gentlemen, the moment we've all been waiting for. The unveiling of our new cologne, 'Eternal Night'!" The room erupted into applause as Noah opened the box, revealing a stunning, crystal bottle with a sleek, silver cap. The crowd gasped in awe, their eyes fixed on the beautiful fragrance.

Daiji continued, introducing the pair of Kitsune flanking them with a jerk of his head in each of their directions. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, girl. Get any angrier and you’ll be as crimson as my nails,” Navin spoke…and wiggled her fucking fingers in my face. “I got them done just before we left to come here. I wanted yellow, but I figured Soaré would be wearing the color.”