Jjk Perfumes Novels & Stories

As soon as Clever said that the woman stopped, her forehead furrowed at what she heard. "Normal person?" she repeatedly asked what she had heard, "Are you sure about what you're saying?" Clever nodded assured his mother that there is nothing wrong about Jace. "It's true, if you can smell anything about him, it's because he works for Cartex at our Company, and he tried our new perfume." Clever again explained but the woman still did not change her mind, because she was sure that the smell in the man and in the company's new perfume was different, she knew because Cartex sent them a sample.

Woody, dry amber layered over leather and the faintest trace of bergamot. I know that scent...Maison Francis Kurkdjian. Oud Silk Mood... an expensive signature. I breathe through my nose and keep my eyes locked on the field. Whoever just sat down is watching too, and while every instinct in me registers him, I do not look. I am here to work. The trial is almost at halftime. And because Kwame Osei has only a few minutes left to prove he deserves everything I have fought to set up for him.

Jessica watched eagerly as he filled the flutes. Lucas stood up and sat on the armrest of her seat, she had to tilt her head up to be able to look at his features surprised but pleased, Jessica gulped tensely as his cologne made its way to her nostrils. Men's aphrodisiac perfumes should be illegal to produce she thought to herself one more time. He was so close, Jessica struggled to keep a straight face and fought with herself for not letting her eyes rake over his hard rock body. her gaze sat on his big rough hands and a shiver ran through her at the memory of the sweet tingles they left on her skin.

“Second runner-up: Karim Hassan! For ‘Basalt Spirit,’ a daring mixture of oud, black pepper, and ambergris.” Karim accepted his award with a bow, his family cheering from the back. He looked proud and humbled. “First runner-up: Min-Jae Lee! For ‘Starlit Reverie,’ a dreamy perfume of lavender, pink pepper, and musk.” Min-Jae, quiet and reserved, smiled and nodded to Marcus, whispering thanks before stepping aside. Ophelia felt her chest tighten. They were all so good—could she possibly stand out? Marcus paused, letting anticipation settle. His gaze swept the crowd before landing on her.

Julissa instantly took out the box and excitedly untied the bow, gently opening the lid. Inside was a bottle of perfume. Julissa had always loved nice-smelling things and had a bit of a perfume obsession. Back in school, when she couldn’t afford full-size bottles, she would collect sample vials. The one Scott had given her was from a well-known international brand. She had followed this brand before, but didn’t recognize this particular scent. Could it be a new release? “Mr. Nichols, can I try it?” “Wait,” Scott said, first helping her move the dessert on the nightstand and covering it with a tissue. “Alright, go ahead.”

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.”“

"Bro! He literally owns the biggest luxury perfume empire in the country! What are you talking about? That’s Z Luxury you’re smelling!" ​"It’s disgusting! Don't ever wear that scent again!" Xielle’s voice was muffled behind her hand. She suddenly turned incredibly pale, covered her mouth, and practically ran toward the kitchen sink, dry-heaving. ​Zeke stood there, looking genuinely offended and completely bewildered. He aggressively lifted his collar to sniff his own shirt. "That’s entirely uncalled for, Khione. This is a pre-release blend. People pay thousands of dollars to smell like this."

“It’s just the perfume I use, sir.” I frown, jaw tight. Perfume. I know that scent. My wolf presses harder, snarling, pacing inside me, restless. Every nerve is on fire, every instinct screaming at me to act, but I force myself to stay still. I lean in, sniffing cautiously, heart hammering. “What… what perfume is that?” I ask, my voice low, careful not to sound strange. Jack blinks at me. “Uh… it’s… um… Crimson Rose,” he says, hesitant.

Thinking of Alyssa, Jasper smiled with joy. "Could you tell me the brand? I want to give it to her as a gift when I go back." Sheryl turned her face away, a shadow crossing her face. "I'm afraid you'll return disappointed. What I use isn't perfume, but an incense made from rare local spices in Mosgravia. It's basically impossible to buy." "Oh, I see." Jasper's eyes flickered briefly, and he remained silent thereafter.

"Sure. I'm the black Range Rover." All I can think of is her sexy little jean shorts, her smile, and her spunky attitude. This is gonna be fun.