Novel & Cerita Library Perfumes

She was dressed all in black, and she looked like she could be a model. This woman was wearing a mask, so her entire face was completely invisible and Amelia didn't recognize the woman either. "You have the perfume?" the woman asked. Amelia nodded and handed it over. The woman took it and held it up to the light, examining it carefully. "This is a very special perfume," she said. "It's called 'Stimulating.' It has a very powerful effect on people. It makes them feel more confident, more attractive, and more willing to take risks."

After weeks of emptiness and duty, I was whole again. *Finally complete,* Artemis purred in my mind, her contentment washing through me like honey. The early morning light filtered through the heavy curtains, casting the room in a soft golden glow. I breathed deeply, letting their scents mingle and fill my lungs—Noah's pine and leather, Theo's cedar and rain, Oscar's cinnamon and citrus, and Callum's sandalwood and musk. The combination was intoxicating, a perfume more precious than any royal fragrance.

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 said, speaking to his wolf’s voice in his head, “time to make these flowers smell like something Laura might—well, should—like. Even if she has zero taste.” Howard groaned inside. “You’re wasting good perfume on flowers she probably won’t even want. And don’t forget—she’s been around enough stink and sweat to have a very ‘unique’ nose.” Marcus waved off the thought. “Nah, this is subtle. It’s got a hint of lavender and something fresh. Like… a crisp mountain breeze.” “You mean like the smell of your desperation mixed with sweat from that last training session?” Howard teased. “Shut up,” Marcus muttered, spraying the perfume carefully on the petals. He took a deep breath, inhaling the scen

Her eyes are the size of saucers, and I can see her shrinking from here with panic. I’m sure this is intimidating. Mindy smiles as she grabs my arm, and we walk over to them. I immediately smell a heavenly aroma that assaults my nostrils, and I realize it’s coming from Jessica- what perfume is she wearing? Holt shit, it’s so intoxicating.

I finish my routine with much difficulty, holding on the fixtures in the bathroom to steady myself from falling. Wrapping a towel around myself, I take little steps into the bedroom and go about lotionning my body and stepping into my underwear. I get dressed for work after everything, opting for ballet flats to ease my stress. I uncap my cologne to spray and then it hits me, the scent of my perfume is what made me barf earlier. Everything in this room smells like my cologne. This is going to be a headache.

Then she sniffed the air, her nostrils flared up, then her eyes widened as they stabbed mine. “That perfume. Is that from you?” I sniffed the air myself, faking a confused frown. “Perfume? I don’t smell anything special. Just my new soap.” She took a step closer, her eyes boring into mine. “Don’t lie to me, Charlotte. That is an expensive female perfume from SayBosslady. Where did you get it?”

At five point one million, the hammer comes down. Item one… sold. Because I stared. Because I breathed. Because he saw something in my eyes. I grip the armrest tightly, trying to steady my breathing. My chest is full… too full… like I don’t have space inside me for all these emotions. The second item arrives. A limited edition perfume, made by a world famous perfumer. Only ten bottles exist in the world. It has rose notes… vanilla… warm amber… A scent that reminds me of tenderness… softness… something private. I can almost imagine how it would sit on my skin, how it would warm under my body heat.

And one, a translucent icy blue. The soldier continued, "The others are standard perfumes we made last-minute. Your advisers recommended providing a variety for the peace-offering." I lifted the blue bottle carefully and took a quick sniff. Cinnamon. Warm. Sweet. Comforting. A perfect disguise. "Be careful!" Evan snapped. "Are you insane?!" "It's only lethal if inhaled regularly," I said. "Which just so happens to be what people do with perfume, Evan." He blinked. "I... hate how calm you are about this."

A huge smile that'd have passed as genuine except that I knew better. She started walking towards us, nah, catwalking admist loud cat calls and whistle from different angle and some people not asking themselves; Is that not Sophia Williams? That must be Sophia Williams. Oh, she must be friends with the celebrant. She was putting on a very short black gown that stopped just above her butt line, thereby flaunting her perfectly long and toned legs. The gown hugged her body perfectly, highlight her curves and even from where I sat, I could tell that it was so tight and I wondered how she'd be breathing in that fight thing.