Kill Fragrance Story Novels & Stories

Her promise to him was steadfast, and she would not disrespect it. She took a deep breath, the familiar scent of her lavender candle filling her senses, grounding her. “I appreciate your interest, Alex, but my perfume is not for sale,” she reiterated, her tone leaving no room for argument. The silence on the other end of the line was palpable, and she could almost hear him processing her words. "Please, I really want to impress my girlfriend. I'm a huge fan of good scents. Think of it as a favor for a poor man," he pleaded.

she asked, " Well, apart from the fact that the creator was a mystery, The Veil of Mist is that mysterious scent you have that allures someone to you and vice versa, it's like they've perceived this scent somewhere and yet they don't know where, it's just the allure it has when you use it that made me call it that, with that perfume, you always leave a mark. The Veil of Mist has over fifty different scents so you'll always be surprised,” I said as the interviewer brought her wrist to her nose and I couldn't help but laugh. " I see…" she said while nodding her head…" I must say that you're an amazing person.”

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

Ciara asked. "No, thank you," the girl said as she pulled out money from her pocket and placed it on the counter. She then took the pack of cigarettes and headed towards the door. However, just as she approached the exit, she suddenly stopped. Turning her head slightly, she seemed to be sniffing something in the air. Suddenly, the girl looked straight at Ciara and tilted her head, saying, "Your scent is so sweet." Ciara didn't understand what she meant and instinctively raised her shoulder to smell her own body.

When we appear hand-in-hand at the Northern Alliance Summit, Alpha Asher loses control. He catches my scent,another male's mark on my skin,and his sanity shatters. He blocks my path, a low growl rumbling from his chest. "Wash that male's scent off you, Rhea." "Weren't you disgusted by me?" I smile and step back. "Now I belong to someone else, and suddenly I smell good to you?" ... Staring at the bold sign outside Moonstone Pack's banquet hall, my wolf Lucy releases a long, relieved exhale.

He limped over and crouched in front of me, taking my hands in his. "Why are you still up? Didn't I tell you not to wait for me?" He pulled a cheap little cake from inside his jacket -- crushed and misshapen -- and held it out with both hands. "Saw it on sale at the convenience store on the way back. Happy three-year anniversary, Lily." I stared at the cake, then my gaze drifted to his shirt cuffs, exposed where he'd crouched down. The motor oil couldn't mask the cold, distinctive scent of oud. It was Victoria Sterling's favorite custom perfume.

"It's not that I don't want to. I want to put on some lipstick first." "Why bother with lipstick? It'll be gone in a moment anyway." "No, I want to put some on." "Fine, hurry up." Kathy walked over to the dresser and sat down. While Ned was undressing her, she applied the Soul-Eating Fragrance. If this fragrance touched a man, he would unconditionally believe the person who used it and have only that person in his heart. Even werewolves couldn't resist it. However, there was a way to break the effect: if the blood of the person who used the fragrance splashed onto the affected person, they would regain their senses. This was a new product Kathy had developed during her secluded training.

She didn't want to fail the subject where she'd present her project. She got up and just changed; she showered last night, but there was no shampoo or soap. She'll just make up for it with perfume. After fixing her hair, she rummaged through her suitcase to get her perfume, but after a few minutes, she couldn't find any perfume. Did she leave her perfume at her parents' house? She remembered putting it in her suitcase, or did she accidentally pick up a different perfume? She saw her hair spray, which she didn't intend to bring. She gave up and decided to ask Elijah for a little spray of his perfume, even if it smelled like a man.

Kendrick POV - Monday night I felt Hope's breathing become steady and her body relax in my arms. I closed my eyes and lowered my head, nestling into the curve of her neck, pulling in a sharp intake of breath and smelling her scent even more. Most of the she-wolves have a sweet smell, many remind of flowers, vanilla, honey, caramel, among others, of course always with variations, but Hope always had a different smell, strong, striking, and not sweet, despite a touch at the end like a natural perfume, the top notes remind of French Ladder, Sage and Cassis, while the body notes remind of Nutmeg, Clover and Roses and, finally, the bottom notes remind of Oak Moss, Sandalwood and Cedarwood from Vi

He smelled divine but my crazy ass brain decided to remember a certain moment and before I could stop myself, I called out to him. "Yes?". He turned to look at me. "What's the name of your cologne sir?". I asked. His brows furrowed in confusion. "Why do you ask?". "I'd like to buy it for my father." It was a lie but he didn't know that. "Ralph Lauren Polo black." He said. "It doesn't smell good on you. Makes my nose itchy." I told him. "Change it." I waited to see his reaction. He stared at me for a long time with an unreadable expression on his face then he suddenly smirked. Evilly, I might add.