Sinful Perfume Anchor Blue Novels & Stories

And a third, a dainty white and silver Bulgari. She stared in awe. "Alec... I don’t know what to say." "Then say nothing," he replied. "Just smile." And she did. Finally, they entered a boutique perfume gallery. Alec waved his hand, and the attendants brought out dozens of bottles. Shola tested scents on her wrist, selecting her favorites: a soft floral rose from Jo Malone, a warm vanilla musk from Tom Ford, a spicy sandalwood from YSL, and a deep amber scent from Maison Francis Kurkdjian. Alec picked a few himself, adding them to the collection, including a rare jasmine and oud blend.

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.

Her nail turned white instantly and started to grow into a dark purple. "But you are beautiful." Alpha Rigie defended instantly. He composed himself and cleared his throat before continuing, "You are the most beautiful she wolf in out pack. If you go there and attentwnd with me, an everlasting impression of our pack will be created in other Alpha's mind. And I know you are not weak either. You are a decent fighter and a very good candidate to go to the Gala with me." Alpha Rigie said. He shifted his gaze from Faith to Dea, as if he knew that Dea could get Faith tk say yes.

Krystalina~ A white polka-dot blazer, a plain white corset underneath, and white flared trousers paired with bright red stilettos, with M·A·C ruby-red lipstick coating my lips. I smacked my lips together and put the lipstick into my red YSL bag for touch-ups, just in case. I grabbed my Hooker Rose perfume and sprayed it on the sensitive spot on my neck and on my wrists. That’s it. It has been my most-complimented perfume, created by my abuela, who sends it to me in bulk every six months.

“Even after that, I still only saw you. The house looked exactly like Bloodmoon, down to the placement of the dining chairs. Annie described a dark stone building with dirt outside, but to me, it was home until I started looking for the cracks. If I hadn’t been searching for faults, I never would have noticed." Nolan did not answer for a moment. I saw his jaw clench. For a second, I thought he might shout, but he just stayed quiet. Nolan turned to Colin. "Tell me you have an explanation for the perfume that hypnotized Talia.” "The perfume was a Bewitching Scent I think. It's been banned in every pack up here for as long as I can remember. Years ago, it was used and almost wiped out an entire

"I don't know Logan, maybe it's because you keep calling me into secret dark classrooms." "Not a secret and it's broad daylight." I plopped from the wall, sneaking my hand around his and then tracing a pattern. "You have a boyfriend, Mia, I shouldn't have to remind you." "Saying that is such a turn off" I stood on my toes to reach his height. God, I need to know what kind of perfume that was. You may think it's overrated and mentioned so many times, but I have to explicitly explain how important it is for a man to smell so good you just want to live inside of him.

That was one out of his priorities, the other however, waited patiently, only few feets behind him. Turning around he smiled cunningly at her, and said " Now, where were we ? " * * * Without being told, Alice could tell by the scent, what perfume the person standing in front of her had on, it was what most would call an almost perfect blend of lavender and peppermint, a mixture most of the actresses often used to show themselves more appealing to the popular actors that occasionally breezed in while they were on set. Many of them would often recommend it as one of the best, but she had always found it to be more shoking than desirable.

Author Pov Hazel’s eyes flickered in fear when she took his whole frame in check. He looked so damn messed up. The buttons of his shirt were undone leaving only one button tied behind. The strands of his hair were falling over his bloodshot eyes. He licked his lip gulping down like he was clearing his throat to say something. A sharp strong smell of alcohol entered her nostrils. She scrunched up her nose in disgust. He knew she doesn’t like alcohol yet he always reeks of it.

She was stunning. She had a heart shaped face with full red lips that were shaped for kissing and sucking a man's c*ck. Yes, sucking his c*ck. Her dark blue eyes that were almost too big for her face, were fringed with dark eyelashes. Her eyebrows were dark blond, several shades darker than her hair. Most of the soft waiving locks cascaded down her back while some spilled over her shoulder and curled around her breast.

The alpha reached out to touch the fabric too, humming in appreciation. “Lavender would really suit you. But what about this one?” the alpha pointed at the tunic beside the one they’re touching, “it’s blue. I think this will suit you too as it matches with your eyes.” It does match with his eyes. It’s a refreshing color.