Perfume Galore Novels & Stories

Confused, Gloria approaches the nearest person and asks, "What's going on?" The person looks at her with irritation. "It's Aromatix. Mr. Jeremy's company. The perfume originally smelled like the company's past specialty formula, but something is wrong. The scent is changing as people wear it. After a while, it mixes with their natural body smell and creates something pungent. It's a disaster. A scam!" Gloria's blood freezes. She knows Jeremy wouldn't have been able to test the perfume properly due to the short notice. So, there would have been no way for them to know the perfume would do this.

Behind the cameraman, dozens of people approached the table, curious to find out what made that interview less monotonous and predictable than the others, noting that Kora's face, in that giant room, had never been seen. In fact, it was the first time Kora Night had received an invitation for a perfume exhibition Gran Gala organized by the Académie Francaise de la mode, and therefore, it was the first time that wealthy people buzzing around the most excellent stylists could observe her closely, discovering who was hiding behind that emerging perfume brand.

It was evident that Carol was the one who brought them honor. "Carol, what perfume are you using? It smells so good! I've never smelled anything like it before." "Carol, where did you buy that perfume? I want to get one for myself, too!" Carol was surrounded by the girls. She thoroughly enjoyed the attention she was getting. It was as if she had already become Liam's wife, skillfully managing her facial expressions in public." "This is the perfume from Westwood. It is from their 'Zodiacal Opulence' collection. It's a limited edition, with only 10 bottles for each zodiac sign. I was quite lucky to get my hands on one."

I mutter, seeing Oliver at a press conference—clearly a last-minute move to unveil their new fragrance. “Weird, right?” Kalet chimes in, arms crossed. “They haven’t released anything in months, and now this?” Scarlett turns up the volume, and as I listen to the name and ingredients of their new perfume, my jaw tightens. I instantly recognize where it came from. “Where’s Giselle?” I ask, my voice low but dangerous, my hand curling into a fist. “I—I told you earlier, she went to some important meeting…” “What kind of meeting?”

Not wanting to disturb their conversations, I wandered alone to the nearest store, which happened to be a perfume store - an industry that once belonged to the Palemane Claws Pack but now had been rebranded with the Goldclaw Pride Pack’s logo. My heart felt heavy as I stepped into the store, but I wouldn’t let my sadness deter me from looking at what was supposed to be mine. I looked at the many perfumes on the counter and realized Elijah hadn’t changed the name of the perfumes I had created. Seeing them at a glance, I could see there was something slightly off with their colors. Picking the bottles one by one to observe them professionally, I realized what was wrong with them - the colors o

She knew there was Caron Poivre perfume, a legendary perfume created since 1954 and priced at around US$1,000 or equivalent to Rp14 million. After successfully grabbing it, Alice opened the lid slightly to smell the fragrance. The curiosity that had lingered earlier was finally satisfied. Carefully, Alice closed the perfume in her hand again. But as she was about to put it back into the glass cabinet, someone spoke up, startling her. "What are you doing?" Alice reflexively turned towards the bedroom door. Unfortunately, because of the shock, she ended up dropping the perfume she was holding earlier. “OH MY GOD.” Alice immediately exclaimed, startled beyond measure when she realized she had j

I grabbed the handle of the top drawer and slid it open with a whisper. Inside were neatly arranged cuff links, pens, a tie clip. And then, a perfume bottle. Gold-trimmed, heavy, and distinctly regal. I picked it up slowly, squinting at the tiny gold label. “Imperial Majesty No. 5 Intense Men ,” I read aloud, then blinked. “Wait—what? You’ve got to be kidding me.” This perfume is one of the rarest, most expensive perfumes in the damn world. Like, “sells-at-auction-for-a-house” expensive.

Grandma Gloria didn't mind, and she was just curious. "Yes. What do you think about the scent of this perfume?" They sat behind the dining table with some dishes on the table. "Like a girl's perfume." "It's a perfume that belongs to." Oriaga cleared his throat, almost letting out a sentence that made his stutter. "I purposely bought a sweet-scented perfume like this, Grandmother." "Hmm. Of course, you can try perfume from any brand, and it's up to you." The woman briefly turned to her food, but not for long as she remembered something. "Ah yes, I almost forgot to tell you."

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

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.