mariah carey perfume

Elián es un omega de una exitosa familia de alphas. Debido a sus feromonas dominantes, todos han tratado de ponerle las manos encima, incluido sus dos medio hermanos mayores. Pensando que jamás podrá a amar a un alpha, su padre condena nuevamente su vida volviéndose a casar, y se ve obligado a convivir con un hermanastro guapo y sexi, lleno de misterios. ¿Podrá ser él la salida que Elián busca? ¿Y sería él capaz, de revivir las pasiones que Elián perdió, en un pasado lluvioso? Entre tres alphas, un omega y un beta, ¿Estará entre ellos la salida de nuestro protagonista? — Esta historia contiene sexo explícito, queda bajo tu responsabilidad leer la suculencia. — Hay escenas levemente incestuosas. — Es un omegaverse y BL, yaoi, en otras palabras es una historia enfocada en un romance de dos personas del mismo sexo (chico x chico), en un mundo con jerarquías repartidas en Alphas, betas y omegas.

As a distinguished perfume maker, the first perfume produced by White Dew was very popular, and she also won a lot of money! She entered the marriage hall with her beloved fiancé, and her love and career were both prospering. The sweet life did not last long before she realized that her husband and her sister were already together. The adulterous couple even tried their best to swindle away the perfume recipe that she had painstakingly concocted and secretly transferred her assets! He even destroyed her nose and deprived her of her innate sense of smell. Thinking that she could no longer be a perfumer, Bai Lu jumped into the ocean dejectedly. When she opened her eyes after surviving the disaster, there was a magic box on her that could grow spices! After curing her sense of smell, she had all kinds of precious spices and made massive windfalls from her perfume sales. She sat on the throne of the Queen of Scent, with countless riches and suitors. One day, Jiang Shaomin, the pride of the business world, threw a billion yuan and invited her to customize a perfume for him. Bai Lu stayed professional as she said. "May I know what kind of fragrance you like?" The next second, the door was locked tightly. The man smirked and loosened his tie, revealing his firm and smooth chest as he pressed closer… "Your smell is the best scent for me!"

I was visiting the market in disguise to not get caught by my father's vasals or royal guards to get the ingredients for my perfume. It sure is a hot day, and walking in a magic cloak is sure sweaty. I wish I had a beach fan here with me. Lost in my thoughts I suddenly bumped into something quite sturdy yet fleshy. "Ah, pardon me sir..", saying this I excused myself but the chest of that gentleman was really worth bumping for~ "Stop there, the lady who bumped to me just now" The voice sound ridiculously familiar to me which made my steps froze . I was processing the situation I am in, right now in my mind , within that time I hear the same voice close, ringing to my ear . "You. Isn't it the "Iris flower" smell from the Viscountess Vanessa's banquet last month?" "IT'S PERFUME MISTER!ー !" Ah shit! I just can't bear any sort of pun about my perfumery! When I turned it was DUKE ARDEN VON HALSWATHZ, smirking mischievously down at me as if he caught the prey he was hunting for. Such a handsome pervert even remember the fragrance from the tip to the roots of his lungs; Okay how should I interpret this behaviour of yours ? Being handsome and a pervert at the same time, such a loss to be rotting in the prison if I report him. His black clear eyes were shimmering even though the shadow was falling over his face while looking down at me. He looked right into my eyes as our eyes met and my heart skipped a beat quick. I swiftly covered my face with my cloak to hide my facial features; mainly my flustered expression, and with a voice sounding of a lowly origin I tried to excuse myself, "Ah!~ The Iris flower perfume is so famous~ I was looking for exactly that perfume!If you excuse meー" "200 thousand dilas " "HOW MAY I HELP YOU MY DUKE?" Seeing my immediate response after mentioning 200 thousand dilas he scoffed. I was played by him again but I mean like, WHO THE HELL WOULD REFUSE 200 THOUSAND DILAS??! 1 DILAS = 100 GOLD COINS, MAN!! For a 21st century working class korean girl who has reincarnated into this fantasy novel if someone gives me 200 thousand Dillas for just interrogating me will I refuse? HELL NAH! The Duke then furrowed his brows a little and in a serious tone he said,"Be my personal perfumer". "EXCUSE ME?!" I am surprised to hear it from the crazy tyrant that he wants me to work for him. His looks are of my type but what if he goes crazy and slices off my head like vegetables and fruits?! I am not gonna take the deal! The duke then leaned a bit lower at me and with a callous poker face he said, "Don't worry I won't bite you off. I need your skills that's it". Even if you bite me I don't really mind you see, but please don't eat me raw or slice me up. ーーーーーー Jang Jeong-Ah, a 25 years old part-timer university student died while taking a dump after an after-party in home, and woke up as Sara Galliois. Sara Galliois is a daughter of Count Galliois, a side character in a psychopath genre based romance novel ROSE GARDEN. How will her life change now? Read further to know. Stay tuned to PERFUME SCANDAL!, for more!! The cover photo is not owned by me. The credit goes to the respective owner. If they find it disturbing or uncomfortable then I might put down the cover photo as they please.

(WARNING : R-18 content) --------------------- "What is this perfume on your neck? Tell me, I want to know." "No perfume. It's just the smell of my skin, combined with the adrenaline generated from the moment I saved you, the pleasure I'm feeling on this bed while I'm laying on top of your naked body." - The love told in the movies doesn't exist. Romance doesn't exist. The only thing that exists is sex, pure, violent, wild, a breathtaking combination of sensations of pleasure and new fragrances to explore. This is precisely what Kora Night does, creating new essences drawing inspiration from the smells and sensations of her lovers around the world. "Perfumes are the essence of life itself. They cannot be explained. Where words fail, perfumes release the most intense and hidden emotions of the ego, awakening the darkest and most primordial instincts of human beings." Kora's career started to take off, and everything proceeded according to plan, when during one of her business trips, she lived the most beautiful night of her life, the night that will change everything. --------------------- I sincerely hope you'll enjoy reading my original novel :) comments and reviews will always be appreciated! p.s. With this story I will try to make you live some of the emotions I experienced in my life, so in a sense, this novel is 'inspired by a true story'. Good reading!

Yo era la pareja destinada de Grayson, el Alfa y CEO del Grupo Avalon. Él me había prometido la ceremonia de unión más magnífica. Y había creído que era la mujer más afortunada del mundo. Pero después de un aborto espontáneo inesperado, escuché una conversación entre Grayson y un Anciano del Clan. "Usa el ritual antiguo", ordenó, con voz fría y despiadada. "Márcala con la runa de infertilidad". Un momento después, la pantalla de su teléfono se iluminó. Estaba acariciando suavemente el vientre hinchado de una mujer humana—Juliana, aquella que siempre había afirmado estar protegiendo. Estaba embarazada de su hijo. Grayson le ordenó al Anciano al otro lado de la línea: "Elara debe mantenerse en la oscuridad sobre todo esto". La traición me golpeó como un golpe físico, amenazando con destrozar mi corazón. Decidí desaparecer, dejarlos con su nueva vida. Lo que Grayson no sabía entonces era que después de que me fui, el tatuaje tótem de su manada—el símbolo mismo de su poder Alfa—comenzó a desvanecerse. Estaba perdiendo el favor de la Diosa Luna.

“Hay lugares que no se encuentran en los mapas, sino en las cicatrices del alma.” Lucía Darling, una joven paisajista con una sensibilidad poco común, acepta un trabajo en el Parque Romántico de Arkadia, un santuario natural escondido en Polonia. Lo que parecía un refugio idílico pronto se convierte en un laberinto de presencias invisibles, melodías lejanas y recuerdos que no son suyos. Hay una sombra que la observa. Un alma que lleva siglos esperando. Él es inmortal. Ella, la reencarnación de aquello que le fue arrebatado. Unidos por un amor imposible, separados por la muerte, el tiempo y una promesa que nunca fue rota, deberán enfrentarse a un destino marcado por los susurros del pasado… y los crímenes del presente. “La huella de tu perfume” es una historia sobre la reencarnación, el duelo, y la belleza trágica de amar a quien pertenece al otro lado del velo.

On our wedding day, my fiancé publicly called off the marriage, using a million-dollar endorsement deal for his pure love as a bride price. As I was being mocked by the crowd, my childhood sweetheart from a medical dynasty family returned from studying abroad. He knelt and presented me with 9,999 flaming roses, along with a ten-billion-dollar bride price, proposing marriage. Grateful for his appearance, I immediately accepted. Three months into my pregnancy, there was an accident in the lab, and my childhood sweetheart personally performed my surgery. When I woke up, he choked up as he told me the baby couldn't be saved, and my olfactory cells were permanently damaged - I would never be able to smell any scent again. I was devastated. My childhood sweetheart held me tightly, vowing to protect me for life and let me be his one and only princess forever. But six years later, I accidentally overheard his conversation with his assistant: "Mr. Grey, for Vivienne's sake, you not only helped her fake the perfume formula, but also deliberately released toxins in the lab to make Melody miscarry, using that not-yet-formed fetus as an ingredient for her. Was it worth it?" "Vivienne hasn't been able to create a new fragrance since losing her sense of smell! She cries all day and looks haggard! Do you really want to stand by and watch such a talented and outstanding woman fall from grace?" "I only regret that this child was premature and not pure enough. Otherwise, Vivienne's limited edition perfume would have gone down in history!" What I thought was true love turned out to be a long-planned trap to steal my essence.

"why can't i hate you??" he sobbed "because darling this is what they called destiny".... "do ever get scared that maybe it's for nothing? that all the pain and death won't change anything?". "Never". Neverland, a city with ongoing murders, a girl suspected to be the murderer , a boy trying to find out the truth behind his family's background . Is that girl really the murderer or somethings are more to be known , we all have seen , read or listened about movies and story of murders/murderers..... but have you ever imagined that what would be in a murderers mind.... is he/she suffering from something or is it killing people just for fun.....??

In his past life, Lucian Graves built an empire—only to watch it crumble beneath the weight of betrayal. The taste of ruin, the scent of treachery—he remembers them well. But fate is not so kind as to let him rest. Reborn as Leon von Edevane, heir to a fading aristocratic dynasty, he awakens in a world where power is not shouted but whispered, where battles are fought behind gilded masks, and where the right scent can captivate a heart, shatter a mind, or bend a will. With memories of a past life’s downfall and a talent for perfumery beyond human comprehension, he steps into an industry that is far more than luxury—it is influence, seduction, and control woven into fragrance. The world believes in power carved from steel and gold, but Lucian knows the truth: Power is invisible. Power lingers in the air, wrapping around those who breathe it in, making them dream, desire… obey. As he plays the high-stakes game of aristocracy and business, outmaneuvering rivals who underestimate him, an obsession begins to take root. Somewhere in this world lies the perfect scent—a fragrance that can rewrite fate itself. But the deeper he delves, the more he begins to wonder—is he the master of this power, or merely its vessel? In a world where the air is thick with ambition and every inhale could be a trap, Leon von Edevane walks a fine line between a perfumer, a kingmaker, and something far more dangerous. When the scent of destiny calls, will he be the one who wears it—or the one consumed by it? _________________________________________________________________________________________________ A tale of intrigue, obsession, and the intoxicating pursuit of absolute control.

Martha, Martha is a deeply sensual, darkly poetic journey of a woman stripped of self and reborn in absolute submission. After awakening in a void with no memory or escape, 27-year-old Martha descends into a strange new world-a Castle ruled by a masked, formless Master whose Will is law. Subjected to trials of pain, denial, servitude, and desire, Martha is reshaped by five enigmatic Maids, each teaching her obedience, pleasure, loyalty, and control. Through erotic rituals and spiritual unmaking, she becomes Myrrha-no longer a woman of the past, but a vessel of reverence and sacred lust, living only to serve and be shaped by the Master's hand. Martha, Martha is not about loss. It's about becoming. All Rights Reserved.