I Brought You Frankincense Vine Novels & Stories

“You’ve given me so much medicinal candy, which is made from premium wild ginseng. You never charged me for it, and now you want to treat me like a stranger?” ---

The way hearing your own heartbeat becomes invisible until someone asks you to listen for it. Afterward, Mace walked me back to the greenhouse. This had become the rhythm of my days. Greenhouse. Quarters. Greenhouse. Mace on the path between them. The cedar scent and the steady silence and the strange comfort of a man who didn’t make my body fight itself. At the greenhouse door, I stopped. “Come inside. I want to make you something.” He raised an eyebrow. It was the most expression I’d ever seen on his face. I pulled osmanthus from the drying rack. Small golden flowers. Sweet. Apricot-scented. My mother used them in blends for clarity and calm, but brewed alone they made a tea that tasted li

i say . There is a better rose sitting right in front of me .. As she was taking her last bite i take the last sip of my wine . "Thank you for this ...i loved it " I smirk . Isn't over honey . I stood up and walked towards her . Taking out the small back box i kneeled down. Never missed a gasp from her

I can’t see his face properly because of the lights. After a while, my drink is ready and he put it in front of me. I immediately take it and say thanks. I look at the drink in my hand. The green liquor reminds me of the ambrosia I have taken earlier. I shake my mind. Maybe it is the reason why the viniq immediately comes to my mind when I sit here. I take the sip and Oh God! That’s refreshing!

Gian already had half a pot of coffee prepared and Akira reached up at the cupboards for her favorite mug. “What’s frankincense?” Chester asked, frowning at Akira enjoying her caffeine. “I miss coffee. My Ingrid loves coffee.” “Frankincense is the rock thingy they burn in Catholic churches during mass.” Akira leaned back on the kitchen counter. She felt weirdly at ease now, knowing that Chester isn’t a malevolent spirit like the homeless man who terrorized her before. “Huh.” Chester’s head fell sideways like a child learning something new. For a freakishly tall, grown man, he sure acted like a three-year old. “Wouldn’t that make your apartment smell awful?”

"I'm going to the palace to bring this to Roxy. I don't have time for you. Before I come back tonight, you'd better already be gone—" Before he could finish, I plucked an oleander leaf from the plant beside me and placed it in my mouth. Vincent's face drained of color.

But not tight. Still, I said yes. I shift and run. And as I break through the trees… The scent hits me. Vanilla. Strawberries. Her. Nova.

"find me a basin of water." "pour in some heaven's potion." " go in by the left, yeah, you will smell a fresh buttermint leave as you enter, follow it, find the leaf and bring it here." some seconds. " yes, drop it in. make sure it is submerged in the water thoroughly. find the guava bark, split it,draw the juice from its inner part, flick it in an anticlockwise manner into the bowel. when you're done with it, leave it for me let me finish it up. thank you, you can go outside no

I carefully unwrap the package and take out the fruity scenting incense the client has packaged for me to advertise. I switch on my medium sized electric incense burner and open up one glass bottle, labeled 'orange' and spray some of it over the now hot burner. It smells heavenly and I say so to the camera. "It's perfect for when you're going out and you don't want to use perfume, you'll have a fruity scent emanating from you wherever you turn, isn't that nice?" I show the camera other well packaged bottles of fruity incense and turn off the camera when I'm done. Then, I d******d the video to my laptop and begin editing it for posting later. I hear the bedroom door shut and I turn to wait fo

Everything inside me presses for a private corner, while the tonic lays in my pocket like a vice. I found it at dusk. I crouch behind the rosemary, and uncork the vial. The smell stings my eyes. I pour it into the dark soil and watch it sink, then rinse the glass twice at the pump and leave it upside down where it will look like I washed it after. My hands shake. They always do after this.