Kaori Perfume Novels & Stories

Then, she sat beside Cordy as if it was natural. Cordy pursed her lips in turn, calmly watched as John and Zoe flirted. Even if John said that he hated flowers, he obviously spared a few more glances at the bouquet when Zoe told him that she had wrapped it herself. That was when Zoe leaned toward Cordy, asking, "Cordy. Don't you think this smells good?" "It does," Cordy replied. "Royal Chamber's premium rose perfume. It's the Hermes of perfumes, but most importantly, it has been out of production for a long time. It only shows up occasionally at auctions, so it's a rare treasure."

Natalia took her by the waist and bent down to her neck. What a nice perfume. This smell seems familiar to me. - She said in Monika Vardanovna's ear and smiled, almost touching her guest's face with her nose. - And this is Kenzo's exclusive line. Limited edition. I bought in Tokyo. I still have... a slightly different scent... I'll give it to you, Natalya Andreevna. - Losing confidence Monika Vardanovna babbled. She rested her palms on the huge shoulders of Natalia, who did not let go of her.

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.

"Should I tell them the truth? That the only inspiration I’ve felt lately comes from a woman who hates me but can’t seem to stop shivering when I touch her?" "They wouldn't believe you," I breathed, my heart starting its familiar, frantic dance. "It doesn't fit the brand." "To hell with the brand." He was in my space now. He reached out, his fingers grazing the silk over my shoulder. He didn't grab me; he just trailed his touch down my arm, the friction of his hand against the fabric making my skin prickle. "You’re wearing that perfume again. The one that smells like secrets." "It’s just jasmine, Kai."

answered one of the staff in the tent. Jessica nodded her head in satisfaction after hearing the answer, but before she could continue questioning the staff, someone suddenly appeared beside her. Even if she only smelled the person's perfume, she could tell the person's identity. Noah really liked wearing perfume, and he liked masculine ones. Jessica still remembered how she gave the man perfume for his birthday a few months ago, and today, she could smell the perfume on the person standing next to her. The top note was Fresh Accord, the middle note was Orange Blossom Absolute Heart, and the base note was Woods Accord. That kind of scent was Noah's favorite, and that was why the man looked s

Without even a whisper, Akiko could already feel her body reacting inappropriately as soon as they were close. Akiko had never inhaled Kenji's scent before. This was the first time. His scent was a mixture of tea and medicine. But Akiko detected an aroma she couldn't describe. As soon as she smelled it, Akiko felt as though she had found something long lost, something that had been absent for a while but was now back. "I’ll let you go, but you have to call me by the right name." Kenji repeated his request, gently stroking Akiko's ear and then the nape of her neck.

Instead, her small hand turned the lock. “Yuji-san… we’re closed,” she whispered, her voice barely above a breath. “I know.” He stepped inside, the bell above the door chiming softly. The scent of his cologne which was sandalwood mingled with the shop’s aromas. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you tonight, Aiko. The way you smile so sweetly while serving… yet your eyes hold secrets.” Aiko’s cheeks flushed crimson. She stepped back until her hips met the wooden counter. “This is not proper…”

he said looking over the sets of perfume on the table, Amora looked up to his face as he was focused on the perfumes, lifting and sniffing them, "Coco Mademoiselle Intense by Chanel. I’ve heard that Rihanna wears this fragrance.” he said and uncapped the perfume. “You’ve never worn this scent before, have you?” He asked coming behind her and sniffing her neck seductively, He pressed the spray head of the perfume and the gas from the perfume wafted through the air, filling the air with the warm scent of gourmand, he inhaled it smiling,

“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.

she grunted as she jump on her bed again. "Damn, we're gonna be late. Get your ass up" Kieran said while rummaging through her set of perfumes. "You got a lot of perfume, I think I'll find the one I'm looking for weeks now", that made Karma raised her brow. She got up from her bed and picked one of her perfume. "You won't find the same scent as others. I had all of these customised just for me", she said while spraying some on her neck. "The best ones are the ones whose neck smell good".