perfume synonym

Uma história de Sut & Anya Sutthiporn Vossarin quase destruiu tudo o que amava. Houve um tempo em que ela confundiu possessão com amor, e o preço que pagou foi quase tirar a vida de alguém que dizia amar. O acidente que se seguiu deixou marcas no corpo — uma cicatriz nas costelas, outra escondida sob os cabelos — e feridas muito mais profundas na alma. Anos de tratamento a reconstruíram pedaço por pedaço, mas Sut emergiu acreditando em uma única verdade: ela não merece a felicidade. Não merece o amor de ninguém. Algumas pessoas nasceram para construir impérios, não para viver contos de fadas. Agora, de volta a Bangkok para assumir o comando da VSGG enquanto sua irmã se afasta, Sut tem uma missão clara: liderar com precisão cirúrgica e implementar o Projeto Fênix, um centro de trauma automatizado. Sem espaço para emoções. Sem espaço para novos erros. O que ela não esperava era encontrar, do outro lado da mesa de negociações, a Dra. Anya Petrova. Médica brilhante, direta e completamente imune à frieza corporativa, Anya se recusa a deixar que algoritmos substituam o toque humano. O confronto entre as duas é imediato — e elétrico. Mas quando o destino as coloca frente a frente fora do hospital, por obra de uma amiga em comum e de um sobrinho de olhos curiosos chamado Leo, as muralhas que Sut ergueu para se proteger do mundo — e de si mesma — começam a ruir. Entre panquecas em formato de coração, tardes de cinema, o perfume de sândalo que insiste em ficar e um passado que teima em cobrar seu preço, Sut descobrirá que algumas feridas só cicatrizam quando deixamos alguém se aproximar o suficiente para beijá-las. E que talvez — apenas talvez — ela possa ser merecedora do amor que sempre achou que não devia receber. O Perfume de Sândalo é uma continuação direta de Between Silences & Choices, explorando a vida de Sutthiporn Vossarin após os eventos que encerraram a história principal. Uma história sobre recomeços silenciosos, sobre cicatrizes que podem ser beijadas, e sobre o amor que chega quando finalmente deixamos alguém se aproximar. Não é necessário ler a história principal para acompanhar Sut em sua jornada — mas, se você veio de Between Silences & Choices, saiba que este é o desdobramento que ela sempre mereceu. Bem-vindos de volta. — Yak Krasib

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.

struggling girl who don't want to live anymore. how can a perfume bottle change someone life... hey guys please drop a sweet comment according to your thoughts on my novel please.....

“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.

En el reino de Anothar, donde el acero forja el destino, una humilde campesina llamada Génesis se atreve a soñar con lo imposible: el amor del príncipe Edwin. Todo comienza con una carta secreta impregnada en perfume de flores y miel. Lo que empieza como un intercambio inocente de palabras pronto se convierte en una peligrosa pasión prohibida. Rechazada por su origen humilde y arrastrada por la crueldad del mundo, Génesis se verá obligada a abandonar sus sueños de doncella y enfrentarse a una realidad mucho más oscura. Entre cartas perfumadas que prometen amor y caminos manchados de sangre, descubrirá que en Anothar los finales felices solo existen en los libros… y que la supervivencia tiene un precio muy alto.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"