Jujutsu Kaisen Perfume Novels & Stories

Her knee pounded along with aching limbs and Chantal clenched her shaking hands into fists and imagined a meal and a soft bed waiting at the end of this journey. Gage kissed her head. “I can smell a trace of your perfume.” He kept his lips in place. “That’s surprising, considering the knotted mess on my head.” “That fragrance is familiar… calming… what do you wear?” “It’s a French perfume— L’Artisan Parfumeur Premier Figuier. It has notes of fig, rice, coconut, and sandalwood.” Gage sniffed her head like a basset hound, and she laughed.

Julian lowered his gaze, and a barrage of suffocating, overwhelming kisses descended into the crook of her neck. After a full day of classes, Vanessa was already thoroughly exhausted, leaving her weak and limp. The moment she was forced into Julian’s arms, a strong scent of a woman's perfume assaulted her nose. Vanessa recognized the fragrance; it was a certain extraordinarily expensive perfume with a subtle jasmine undertone—likely belonging to Julian’s high-born, socially well-matched fiancée.

I spat at her “What!!!” she almost yelled as she lunged toward me and shoved me really hard. I closed my eyes and held my breath as I braced myself for the impact with the floor but instead, a strong hand reached out and held me by the waist. I recognized the scent, fresh mint with a mixture of wood oud. I knew instantly the hand belonged to Jeffrey even before I opened my eyes, I had bought him his first bottle of the designer perfume and he had made it his signature perfume ever since.

From June's Perspective The air in the boutique has fundamentally shifted. It’s no longer scented with Leila’s calming lavender and the neutral smell of new fabric; it’s thick, heavy, and saturated with the scent of Fenris, rain-soaked cedar, crushed mint, and a dense, muscular warmth that seems to coat the back of my throat.

I watched the rain trails winding down the darkened window, when suddenly I caught a dissonant note—a lingering trace of absinthe and bergamot upon the silk scarf at my neck. This was not my scent. I wore no perfume. Julian had once said, his lips against my pulse, "I want only your skin's natural scent, like porcelain after rain." This fragrance belonged exclusively to Gia. Last week I had seen that square crystal bottle of Guilty Absinthe on her vanity. She smiled and said, "Celeste, this is called Peccato. Julian said it suits my complexion." Suddenly, a dull pain spread across my heart, as if someone were slowly excising me with a blunt knife.

explained confused as Luz cried with her hand on her chest. "But then... Oh my God!" Murmured Levi with his hand on his head. " What kind of joke is this? It even sounds crazy, are we going crazy, Luz?" He asked with his chest racing. "I can smell him... "Me too... In here... In here I smell the same perfume, it's not possible that anyone else has a replica of that perfume, it's not even made in this country." She commented with her head in confusion, Luz in no second connected such a situation to that man who passed by her side leaving the scent, she didn't even connect the scent to that man.

Cai Kang said. Kurai smells something. “What was that?” He snatched out the volume and went to the beginning of the page which had the autograph. “That is the signed autograph of Nozomi sensei.” Cai Kang said. “It smells like blood.” He said. “Blood? Maybe that person accidentally cut herself and it got on the paper.” Xianliang said. “If it is an accident then it would smell scattered along the scent of the ink but blood is a strong scent and it is spread evenly.” He said.

, Kora replied, looking out of the corner of her eye at that incredibly charming man, who continued to hold the empty glass in his hands and rub it softly with his fingers while his eyes could not detach from her. "Carnal love is my only relief valve. From it, I draw the energy necessary for the creation of something unique in the world. Versace, Dior, Chanel, Armani... these perfumes are exceptional, but they are not perfect. None of them is. They are shelf products. My works are pieces of art. They are pure emotion, they are like holy relics", she replied, who with those words only accentuated her sensuality, despite having remained perfectly still in the same position for the duration of

he growled in annoyance as he is a King that holds the control of everything in his kingdom, from his Marquess to the pups of his ruling. Finishing my perfume to go to the jewelry, I started to open the boxes. I felt overwhelmed as many fragrances were from overseas countries, and some were as expensive as buying land. I felt many things could have been used for that money rather than for perfume. Looking at all the sweat, calming, and rich scents of perfume, I held one in my hand that had been made specifically for me to the point of branding it Queen Louise A, I sniffed the top of the perfume that gave the sweetest aroma, it relaxed me as the sweat scent of roses, honey, sugar, and vanilla

He whispers right in her ear, so no one else could hear. “I can’t wait to try this out with you later.” She nods, and chuckles. Her face felt hot, and she presses her hands to them to calm down. She looks at the necklace, it seemed to have the same jade in as her bracelet. She smirks and looks at their other bits. They’d also gotten a bar of soap each, she picks up Kai’s and gives it a sniff. Then she closes her eyes and takes a longer breath in. It smelt of cypress, juniper, and moss with a hint of sea salt.