Perfumer Stories

Yep, I'm doing one of these. Here are the rules cause we are all perverts on the inside: 1. No lemon. I'm sick of those. (Lemons are now temporarily allowed in this. I have no idea what came over me) 2. Emma x Emily forever. 3. I consider Jospeh a girl. He has hair that's way too long and he looks like a lady. 4. May take awhile to post and write. 5. I'm just writing sh*t now. 6. No high school or anything outside of the game. 7. Does anyone else think Joseph is gay? 8. I'm going to stop listing reasons now. 9. Nevermind, I have one more. 10. Please use doctor or spider instead of their names. I hardly know who they are, except Emily and Emma. That ship has sailed!!! 11. When will I stop this. 12. There has to be a yandere in this. Enjoy.

NOTE: This is a preview of my book on Amazon and will be updated weekly. If you want to read the whole story faster, please check out the ebook or paperback version of Metanoia via the link of my Author page :) Synopsis: Phyllis rejects Randall's crazy proposal and receives the news of his death days later. She escapes to Mauritius Island for a business opportunity. She ends up catching the eye of Marek Tālbergs, a key element to her company and subsequently, Rosma Sprūde, who plots to bring her down. Lin is an aspiring artist whose life takes a fresh turn when his best friend, Phyllis, leaves. He meets Mitch, a girl who changes him for the better or for worse.

As you're playing duo hunter you see that the hunter geisha is talking with a Perfumer...read to find out what happened next.

just WLW content of these two <3 there will be multiple stories in this book (multiple and single part one shots), ship art/sketches (maybe comics), AUs, etc.

please read Vera's backstory to enjoy this story the most you can ! you can find her backstory on my profile :) I hope you enjoy this little short story written in addition to her backstory.

In a quaint village nestled between rolling hills and lush meadows, there lived a woman named Dahlia. She was with child, and her every breath seemed to hum with the rhythm of new life growing within her. Each morning, as the sun bathed the world in its golden light, she would step into her garden, a sanctuary her mother had cultivated with tender care. The garden was no ordinary place; it was a symphony of colours and fragrances, where every flower bloomed with a brilliance that seemed almost magical. She had developed a habit since she had become pregnant. Every day, she would gently pluck a flower from the garden, cradling it. She would then sit by the window of the nursery and would slowly eat the flower, savoring its taste, which was a blend of sweetness and earth, a connection to the very soul of the world around her - a way for Dahlia to bond with the life growing inside her. Finally, the day arrived, like the sudden bloom of a night flower. When the baby was born, the air was thick with the mingled scents of the flowers she had eaten. In a dance of aromas that was both enchanting and overwhelming. The scent of the roses mingled with the lavender, the jasmine entwined with the lilies, and it was as if the garden itself had come to witness the birth. The air was alive with the perfume of life, love, and new beginnings.

Norton tries his best to get through his life once the love of his laugh, Vera, passed away in a freak accident. However soon after the accident paranormal activity was seen around his apartment complex... Could Vera be coming back to him? _______________________________ DISCLAIMER!! This story will include lots of mature content (not sexual but more of horror and disturbing imagery details) , As well as alcohol, and pills. This story will not be set in the manor but rather a normal life without any of the Manor existing.

Perfumers have a skill for smelling. Wait, let's rephrase that, perfumers have a fine sense of smell and skill. Our sophomore Angelica Sawyer first got interested in becoming one when she had smelled the fragrant smell of the Hyacinth. Some people think flowers smell like dirt, but Angelica smells more! She smells not only the dirt, but the fragrance of the flower with the dirt! The Hyacinth must be feeling awkward after all those sniffs it received! Now before becoming a perfumer, Angelica tries to smell all the flowers so that she could remember the natural smell of things. But she isn't alone! Due to her looks, kind attitude, and good etiquette, she has many guys following her! Do you want to join her fragrant adventure? Read this and enjoy and bad and good smells of the world! Read the story now! GENRE: An adventure story including several information about natural things like flowers, and other more! Contains helpful information about flowers, mostly.

A lazy and casual life That was the only thing bella wanted after transmigrating into the body of a rich young miss. Tired of schemes and killing,the lazy elite assassin vowed to enjoy her second life and live a life of luxury while lazing around and bossing her servants. With a doting mother and loving father, bella thought that she could easily achieve her goal. Oh boy was she wrong ..........so wrong. Who would have thought that her prominent grandfather would Introduce her as the heiress to his security empire? How would her lazy ass manage a conglomerate? She wanted to protest! She must decline the offer in front of the whole binkad family. However,at the time of the announcem- ent,she was so busy eating her freshly peeled grapes and could not find the time to just open her mouth to speak. Second,she was too lazy to argue or create a strain of conversation with anyone else at the party. In the end,bella nodded at her granfathe- r's words as she continued eating.sometimes..food was more important than pointless arguments. Moreover being a heiress sounds interesting and tempting. That only meant.....more food and servants,right? ............................ "Samuel,do you like me?" She leaned towards him, showing a little bit of her chest that was covered by a thin robe. She smiled and batted her eyelashes. "No",he answered, his face stern. "That will never happen." "Good!" The smile on her face disappea- red as she nodded, satisfied at the lack of emotion on his face. "Then.....marry me."

This book will have anything as long as its Identity V related. surv x reader hunter x reader surv x hunter surv x surv hunter x hunter Requests are OPEN!! Comment what you will like to see~

this is a dream I had last night.

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What if your last memory was a scent, and a stranger's desperate promise? Perfumer Elara Costa is reborn after being murdered, with only the memory of cedarwood and a blurred figure who tried to reach her. Her search leads to Silas Finn, a deaf genius who doesn't just smell fragrance-he sees it. Together, they chase a scent that can echo memory itself, while evading the powerful forces that want to silence them both... before time runs out again. In a world where scent is memory and silence speaks volumes, two broken souls must decode the echoes of the past to survive the future.

"Doves are nothing but good omens, they always bring man prosperity and love," I remember her words well. I only ever took her words as words of someone who admires their pet. I never believed in omens, as I have never seen one come true before.

made dis 4 my younger sister but dont mind anyone reading too

Another fan made Elden Ring story. This time, it revolves around Kyira, the prestigious.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆ Everything was so happy, everything was perfect. .　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆ Migo was everything I wish for, he never complained when I was acting like a brat to him. He never complained when I was having my episodes of anxiety. He stayed; comforting me. Telling me everything will be alright.

Flamebringer x Perfumer fanfiction. For the lovers of Enrana ship. Flamebringer was sent to be stationed at a Rhodes Island branch office, a million miles away from the landship herself. Lena had sent her farewells with a smile and a gentle wave from the balcony ship. She didn't expect any news or postcards from the man, knowing his tendency to keep at himself. Until one day, a letter with no name reached her. - Did you wait for my letters? Forgive me, Lena.