Midnight Romance Perfume Novels & Stories

The third night I arrived at the perfume house wearing only a long cream coat, as Damien had instructed. My body was already humming with anticipation, the memory of the rose & thorn blend still lingering on my skin like a phantom caress. Damien waited for me in the private blending chamber. The room was warmer tonight, the air thick with anticipation. On the antique blending table sat a single dark violet vial labeled “Midnight Orchid.” “This blend is different,” he said, his voice low and commanding. “It’s built around a rare orchid extract known for triggering strong breeding responses. It heightens fertility signals and creates an overwhelming need to be filled and claimed. You will wear

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.

As soon as he's out the door, her hell begins. "Do I look nice, hon?" Klarisse gave a little twirl as Kendra looks at her. She had her hair done for today, made sure to wear the right amount of perfume and make up to accentuate her already beautiful face. She wears that LV dress she bought the other day, feeling the need to a dress up for her husband's homecoming. He has been away for two months now for a business trip in Hongkong. And she terribly missed him, she will make sure that he won't let her go after tonight's dinner.

It creates a powerful aura lingering around my nose. 'Thank God, a very manly scent. I loved Jasper's scent. The Giorgio Armani Aqua diGio scent, as he always brags,' I thought. Suddenly, a voice with an accent and a hoarse tone asked, "Are you okay, Miss?" I frowned. 'Unfamiliar voice. Then who is this man?' I thought. A stranger kept the crowd from squeezing me. His unfamiliar voice made me look at him, and our eyes met. He was a handsome teenager with pinkish skin, blue eyes, and a mesmerizing and seductive voice.

Thanatos means death, death means freedom. The red velvet backless elegant dress that Silas gave me is the dress that Silas insisted I wear for my birthday. Too much for a day before my eighteenth birthday. He insisted that it's way cooler to celebrate my birthday before the clock strikes twelve. I'm speechless and lost. I wanted to be vigilant, but he remain relaxed. Silas also gave me an elegant red mask, enough for me to hide my face and to realize what tricks he was pulling. My blonde hair is curled up to my waist and light makeup was put on my face.

I'll see you later " Zenith says to them as they did their group hugging. She was happy to be part of the group. She smiled as she went home. She groaned as she pushed her hair out of her face . "Why do I keep waking up at odd hours of the night" she sighs glancing at the clock that read 3:30 a.m.

I took a deep breath and tried to push away the memories of the past. Still shaken by so many memories, I entered Sara's room and soon recognized her perfume in the air. Rose The One by Dolce&Gabanna . It had been a gift from me, the first Christmas we spent together. Since then she has never stopped using it. Matheus was putting her clothes in a suitcase. I smoothed out some discarded pieces on the bed and brought a T-shirt up to my nose. I breathed in my girl's scent and wished she was there, beside me. I asked Matheus to leave me alone and he said he was going to get some books from the shelf in the living room.

Maya’s POV Midnight is rude. It removes logic. It removes fear. It removes clothing in your imagination before you can stop it. And unfortunately, my imagination has a favorite victim. My next door neighbor is tall, unfairly attractive, and has the kind of voice that could convince a nun to sin without even raising his tine My name is Maya Collins. I am nineteen. I am supposed to be focused on saving my family business, finishing university, and behaving like a responsible adult.

Arching an eyebrow, I unwrapped the elegantly wrapped gift only to find a delicate, exquisitely made, obsidian perfume bottle. The scent ‘My Knight’, I was about to try it but Kristine came out after taking a shower. “I know this isn’t your usual scent but I made this for you.” She started speaking in a low, melodious tone. Placing the towel away, leaving her hair wet before approaching me. Her palm pressed against my chest, capturing my heartbeats in her palm with our eyes locked intensely. “Scent N Secrets Ritzy Exclusive: My Knight.” She purred the name.

I grab the box and dart outside. “Now what” I asked. “Inside there should be a potion” she said “give it to him.” I look through the contents of the box, crystals, a rabbit leg and finally a vile with a purple liquid inside. “That’s the one” she said. I pop the lid off and pour it in Liam’s mouth; he starts to cough. The wounds on his body begin to heal and Liam opens his eyes. “Oh thank god you’re alright” I hugged him. “Ouch” he groaned.