Library Perfumes Novels & Stories

All were beautiful and sexy "Vivie… if this doesn't work… I'll murder you tomorrow" she muttered and chose the one she found comfortable. It was a three-piece with a small gown reaching mid-thigh high. Digging in the same bag, she found the perfume Vivie told her would unleash the beast "Floral scented… mm how delightful"Alexis murmured in delight when she spread herself with the vanilla and floral scented perfume..the smell was intoxicating. She felt fresh just wearing it

Taking the bottle, I opened it and inhaled slowly, carefully, closing my eyes to tune into my keen sense of smell. Then my eyes opened again in shock. “This perfume…it’s been enhanced somehow.” I took another sniff, nodding, my expression growing more and more grim. “Now I know why she smelled so much like Claire. I’m betting if we tested this perfume, itwould contain Claire’s DNA. “Because it’s obviously been enhanced with her pheromones.” The servant gasped, and even the butler looked a little ill. The use of pheromones was highly unethical, and even illegal in some packs.

Darcel leaned closer to my face, he was dark and intimidating, like a predator, his hand still on my neck, and this time he put a slight pressure, but again that didn't inflict pain, instead heat flowed, the juices trickling down my labia. "Don't wear any other fragrance.No perfumes, no scented body wash nothing." Something tightened inside my chest. Why? I wanted to do it just for a day. Is it because I am his perfumer now? Does he think that it will come on my way of creating the best perfume? He is thinking about that even now, when I am right here at his mercy. Tears threatened my eyes, but I beat my lips, I couldn't understand why I was so overwhelmed by his words. He had a purpose for

She would win it all. Her perfume, 'Phoenix', was a testament to her own journey. It was a fragrance born of her own ashes, a scent that was a powerful, beautiful thing. It was a symphony of a hundred different emotions, a hundred different memories, a hundred different scars. It was a scent that was a testament to a woman who had been through a hundred different hells and had emerged a powerful, beautiful thing.

Willow’s POV “This is Perfuming. That’s what we’re calling it,” I smiled into the camera. “It’s a new way to ‘perfume’.” Holding up the large heart shaped necklace, I turned it over for the camera to see. “Right here, there’s a small spritzer.” I squeezed it. “It allows for a tiny amount of perfume to be released. Just a bit. For those small touch ups when you’re on the go.” “Whaaaat?” Steve asked, coming towards us. “Let me see.”

I had put so much work into this for it not to work— Gave the housekeepers five days off, got the same role play costumes like the only fan models he subscribed to, bought the same type of sex toys they used, and the wigs they used. I reached for my favorite perfume— Lancôme La Vie Est Belle— and with a flick of my wrist, I sprayed it around me. My neck and collarbone, my wrists, behind my ears, and between my breasts— none were spared from the spritz spray of the perfume. And in one final perfume ritual, I raised my hand and sprayed it all over me, almost choking on the floral scents that clouded my nostrils. I coughed. “Enough, Verena”

With that ability, I could have any woman eating out of the palm of my hand—literally. Excited, I added the "Hand of Arousal" to my cart and continued browsing. Another item piqued my interest: "Hypnotic Perfume" for $300,000. This perfume claimed to release pheromones that could subtly influence the wearer's surroundings, making them more suggestible and compliant. It was a perfect complement to the Hand of Arousal, ensuring that any woman I touched would be putty in my hands.

He must be really disappointed in me right now. I opened my school bag to stuff my books inside then checked to see if I did not forget anything for today. When I was satisfied I pulled out my phone and checked out social media. Bree and Venus hadn’t posted anything in a while. I had no idea why I was even on their page in the first place. Selene posted an advert for what I assumed was her perfume collection. Serene Selene. The options looked good. There was the ‘Sweet Sapphire’, ‘Satin Seduction’ and ‘Smooth’. The prices? Well, let us just say that the price of two perfumes could buy me a really good second hand car. It was daylight robbery! But I guess her customers in the comment section

“To prep for our next performance. You have a family to face. And, please, do have a bath. I noticed the air here was quite…unpleasant.” My mouth fell open before I could stop it.

"You're disgusting. Making a smell like that into perfume." I threw the bottle at Sharon. "It was Sharon who gave me this bottle of perfume. I've lost my sense of smell. Not many people know about this, but Sharon knew. "She gave me this bottle of weird perfume, telling me how much it suits me. She told me to spray some on myself during the wedding, saying that it was a respect to Rachel. I sprayed some on me, then she sent a message to Rachel saying that I seduced her husband. "My best friend called me a tramp. The next day, Sharon did the same thing again, causing me to lose my job and my boyfriend.