Novels by Hin Quinn

Camille couldn't stop thinking about Antoine. She had tried driving around the city, hoping the familiar sights and smells would clear her mind. But no matter how far she went, her thoughts kept circling back to him—the way he smiled, the quiet way he listened, the care he took with every small gesture.“This needs to stop,” she muttered to herself, gripping the railing. "He’s a colleague, nothing more."But as the night stretched on and the stars flickered above, she couldn't shake the feeling that something had changed—something she wasn’t sure she wanted to forget.The way Antoine looked at her—so gently, with a feeling that was hard to name—stayed with Camille long after she left the office. She wasn’t naïve. She knew it wasn’t just admiration or professional respect. But what exactly it was, even she wasn’t ready to confront.“Maybe… it’s just a fleeting feeling,” she told herself as she poured a glass of wine at home, hoping to relax. “Perhaps I’m just overtired after the accide

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind. Antoine jumped up and walked towards the towering bookshelf in the corner of the room. It was a treasure trove of invaluable formulas from Laurent Dubois, where the master perfumer had stored his secret recipes and rare essential oils, and Antoine had been fortunate enough to have access to them."I think I’ve found what you need," he called out with a hint of excitement.Camille looked up at him, still puzzled. Antoine often surprised her, but this time, she was genuinely curious. Could this "tech wizard" really grasp the delicate void in the fragrance she was striving to perfect?Antoine swiftly scanned the rows of old shelves, gently taking hold of a box, and brought it over to Camille. "Laurent truly was a genius," he murmured, his eyes filled with admiration. "He always knew how to amaze."Antoine opened the box, revealing a small glass vial. The liquid inside shimmered with a pale golden hue. A subtle scent wafted out—soft, yet deeply allur

Antoine paused, considering for a moment, then smiled. "You win, Camille Dubois. Leather does sound much more fitting." He typed rapidly into the keyboard. "'Muse,' add a touch of classic leather oil—rich, warm, and mysterious."The deep voice of "Muse" echoed, as if part of some hidden ritual: “Acknowledged. Adding leather oil…”Their workdays were filled with tension at times, but also joy. Camille gradually relaxed, rekindling the excitement and passion she thought she had lost forever. Antoine, with his youthful creativity and energy, also displayed an unexpected sensitivity and finesse. He learned to listen to Camille—not just with his ears but with his heart.One day, while working on a scent for “Champs-Élysées at Sunset,” Camille nearly gave up. She wanted to recreate the bustling, elegant atmosphere of the iconic avenue, infused with a sense of nostalgia and romance as the streetlights flickered on. Yet, she wasn’t satisfied with the current formula.“Something’s missing… a s

The room fell into silence. Outside the window, the Parisian sky blazed with shades of red and orange as the day began to fade. A new chapter was closing, but for Camille, everything felt as if it were just beginning.Antoine’s words, bold as they were, ignited a spark in Camille—a spark of passion that she thought had long been extinguished. Perfume wasn’t just about scent; it was about stories, emotions, and journeys that transcend time, reaching into the deepest corners of the soul."Stories?" Camille repeated, her voice filled with curiosity. "Can you give me an example?""Of course." Antoine moved toward his computer, his fingers gliding across the keyboard. "For instance, this scent..."An image of a cobbled street in old Paris appeared on the screen. It was Montmartre, the artist’s quarter atop a hill with sloping streets, shaded café terraces, and the distant sound of an accordion."'Muse,' analyze scent data from Montmartre, 1900," Antoine instructed, excitement evident in hi

"Muse" quickly processed the data. A 3D image of a lily of the valley appeared on the screen, rotating slowly. Beneath it, rows of information: origin, year of harvest, chemical composition, comparisons with other lily of the valley extracts, and notes on the emotions and impressions the scent evoked.The voice of "Muse" echoed in the quiet room, deep and warm, yet lively:“... Lily of the valley essence, 1998, characterized by the green, dewy freshness of leaves kissed by the first rays of sunlight, intertwined with the pure white floral notes, carrying a soft sweetness, gently spiced with cedarwood... The base note conjures a sense of clarity, elegance, a grace that is timeless yet enigmatic. It evokes spring, new beginnings, and... the hope of true love.”The room fell silent. Antoine watched Camille, his eyes filled with concern and curiosity.Camille’s emotions surged, and tears began to roll down her cheeks, salty and bittersweet. How long had it been since she last remembered t

Paris, April. The clusters of lilac flowers swayed gently by the window, their sweet fragrance lingering like a delicate invitation from spring. In the research room, filled with the essence of oils, Camille Dubois felt as though the world had sunk into a silent gloom.She reached out, fumbling for a small glass bottle. The label, faded with time, read: Centifolia Rose Essential Oil, Grasse, 2018. The last drops of oil shimmered under the warm light, as if holding onto the golden rays of a distant summer's day.Memories rushed back to her: beneath the radiant sun of Grasse, a ten-year-old Camille ran carefree across the endless rose fields, her clothes filled with their fragrance. Her grandfather, Laurent Dubois, a master perfumer, bent down, plucking a Centifolia rose still wet with morning dew and placed it in her small hand.“Camille, smell this. Scent is not just a fragrance. It is the soul of all things, the memory of time.”The delicate rose unfurled, releasing its soft, pure ar

Valerius Evander had just finished dealing with the state documents. For the past few days, his mind had been entirely consumed by Ethan Caelan, leaving him with little energy to focus on state affairs. Now that Ethan had finally regained consciousness, it felt as if a massive weight had been lifted from his chest.Eager to see Ethan, Valerius left his desk and hurried toward the Jade Heart Pavilion. From a distance, Doctor Henry Thorne greeted him with a respectful bow and began his report.“Your Majesty, the Fourth Prince, has just finished soaking in medicinal herbs. He is now in the garden, basking in the sun to recover,” Henry informed him.Valerius turned his gaze toward the garden. “How is he faring?” he asked with a note of concern.Henry hesitated before replying, “Your Majesty, his life is no longer in immediate danger. However…”“What’s the issue?” Valerius’s voice betrayed his impatience.“His Highness has a naturally cold constitution. After falling into the lake previou

Ethan Caelan also understood that he had no way to escape Valerius Evander at this moment, nor could he accept the kind of love between men that Valerius spoke of."So… even if I were to die, I can never return to my world?" Ethan thought, despair casting a shadow over him like a suffocating fog.Closing his eyes, he tried to piece together the fragmented memories from his dreams—his mother, lifetimes of suffering, the curse, Valerius Evander, Lucian Evander. They all felt like scattered shards of a puzzle, chilling him to his core." Lucian Evander … the Four Heavenly Dragons… those noblemen… What connection do they have to me? I need to start by understanding them."Ethan struggled to rise from the bed. He had been lying still for far too long. The moment his trembling feet touched the ground and he attempted to stand, his body collapsed onto the cold floor."My legs… why can’t I feel my legs?" Ethan exclaimed, panic lacing his voice.Hearing the commotion inside, Henry Thorne rushe

Lucian’s eyes roamed hungrily over Ethan’s flawless, ivory skin, flushed with an enticing hue that only fueled his desire to conquer. "Look at this… seems like Prince Ethan of Aria is craving me as much as I want him…" Lucian murmured, pressing his lips to Ethan’s collarbone, tracing down to his chest. "Little beauty… I’ll make you feel so good…"“No!... Let me go…” Ethan cried out, trembling.“Let you go? It’s an honor for you to be used by the Four Dragons,” sneered the crimson-moled man. “We don’t often share, you know. You should be grateful we're making an exception for you.”The group of men closed in, circling Ethan. "Aaa… get away! Don’t... don’t touch me…” Ethan struggled, his cries growing desperate."Ethan!... Ethan!... wake up!” A familiar voice cut through his torment, yanking him back to reality from his horrifying nightmare.Ethan’s eyes shot open, his whole body shaking. Terror lingered in his gaze as cold sweat trickled down his face, soaking his clothes. The terrifyi

"Hahaha... resisting only makes you more beautiful, little beauty." He forced Ethan into a rough kiss, one hand gripping him tightly, the other pressing his jaw to force Ethan's mouth open. Seizing the opportunity, he plunged his tongue into Ethan's mouth, invading every corner.Disgusted, Ethan summoned all his strength to bite down hard on the man's tongue, shoving him away. "Get lost!"Interrupted unexpectedly, the dimpled man pulled back in pain, wiping blood from his mouth and snarling, "You filthy whore, you dare bite me?!" He slapped Ethan hard across the face twice: "Smack! Smack!" The blows sent Ethan crashing to the floor, his cheeks immediately swelling with the imprint of five fingers. Dizzy, he tried to open his eyes, but his vision was blurring."Quite the prize indeed, even his kiss has a hefty price," the man with the high forehead commented with amusement.Lucian smirked, watching Ethan. "Pour more wine for him!"Immediately, the man with the crimson mole approached E

His voice softened as he whispered into Ethan’s ear: “It’s my fault, I was wrong… Ethan… I swear I will make it up to you…”Valerius gazed at Ethan, his eyes filled with sorrow and regret. He knew that his words would never be enough to ease the pain in Ethan’s heart. Gently, he pulled Ethan closer, holding him tenderly in his arms.Ethan trembled in Valerius’s embrace, torn by the contradiction within him. Though he loathed the closeness of the man who had once violated and humiliated him, his soul now longed for a shoulder to lean on, someone to help him through the agony of losing his mother, the haunting memories of his own tragic fate through each lifetime, and the despair he felt about the future awaiting him.Suddenly, Ethan wrapped his arms around Valerius, burying his face in Valerius’ chest. It didn’t matter who it was, just as long as someone stayed beside him, offering him warmth to dispel the coldness in his heart.Valerius was stunned for a moment. This was the first tim

But Ethan, with his kind heart, reincarnated quickly. The curse of vengeance followed him through each life.Ethan looked at the scenes of his tragic past, feeling as though hundreds of arrows pierced his heart, leaving him gasping in agony. “Mother… I don’t want to continue anymore. I want to return to my true life, as Julian Pierce.”Victoria shook her head, her eyes filled with tears. “Julian? Look again.”The mist shifted, revealing the blurry image of Julian Pierce at a party, flashes of cameras in his face, deafening music pounding in his ears. Glass after glass of alcohol was offered to him, and he couldn’t refuse. Each sip burned his throat. He felt dizzy, his body losing control, burning up like he was on fire. He tried to stand, but his legs trembled, unable to support him.“Julian, you’re drunk. Let me take you to your room,” came the voice of a film investor.The scene shifted to a lavish room where Julian was surrounded by powerful men. He struggled, resisting with all hi

He leaned down, his hot breath brushing Ethan Caelan's ear, his voice a hoarse whisper, "Can you feel it? My cum melting inside you."He smiled in delight, pressing his hand against Ethan’s lower abdomen, "Keep it all in, don’t let a drop spill. I still want to put more in you."Ethan lay helpless beneath Valerius Evander's large body. Every thrust sent sharp waves of pain through his lower body, and he lifted his tear-filled phoenix eyes, abandoning his pride, begging him:"Please, spare me... I can't take it anymore."Valerius unexpectedly paused, gazing into Ethan's once-brilliant, crystal-clear eyes, now clouded with a mist of sorrow. His porcelain skin, bruised and flushed from the torment, only made him more stunning—a beauty so captivating and alluring that it left Valerius spellbound."How can you be so beautiful?" Valerius murmured, tracing the contours of Ethan's face with his fingertips.For a moment, Ethan thought Valerius had finally taken pity on him. Struggling to speak

The first rays of dawn pierced through the curtains, casting faint beams on Elise's bare skin, startling her awake. Every muscle in her body ached, each throbbing bruise a painful reminder of the torment she had endured the night before. She could feel the marks on her skin, cruel reminders of the life she was forced to bear.Elise struggled to rise from the bed, her legs heavy as she made her way toward the bathroom. She wanted to wash it all away, scrub the remnants of last night from her body, but a familiar voice echoed from behind."Good morning, Elise," Lucas’s voice rang out.Elise froze mid-step, her heart tightening painfully. She didn’t need to turn around to know that Lucas’s eyes were tracing every detail of her body, scrutinizing every inch. He moved closer, a half-smile playing on his lips."Last night must have been quite entertaining for you," Lucas said, his tone laced with a sickening mix of jealousy and twisted admiration. He stepped even closer, his arm sliding aro

Memories of their love flooded back, overwhelming the resistance she had built. In that moment, all she could do was respond to him, letting her heart once again be swept away by the emotions of the past.She knew this was wrong, that Daniel was engaged to Sophie, but in that instant, she couldn’t stop. They were lost in a long, passionate kiss, filled with both the fervor and regret for what they had lost.When they finally pulled apart, Elise tried to distance herself, but his eyes held her captive. “Elise, you still love me, don’t you?” Daniel whispered, his eyes filled with hope.Elise looked at him, her eyes brimming with tears. “Daniel, I came to say goodbye… You’re engaged to Sophie.”Daniel shook his head, his eyes full of pain. “I can’t forget you, Elise. I’ve tried, but I can’t.”Elise felt torn between two worlds. She loved Daniel, but she knew she couldn’t destroy his happiness with Sophie.“Daniel, I came here just to tell you that it’s over. We shouldn’t see each other a

When they were finally satisfied, Fred stood up and left the room. “Anyone else want to check the merchandise?” he called out, opening the door as three other men entered, their faces more ruthless and brutal than Fred and Tony.“Fresh goods, I just unwrapped it,” Fred sneered. Elise felt her body and soul shatter.But she no longer screamed. She was utterly drained of strength and tears, lying there, waiting for the nightmare to end, hoping that one day, she could escape this hell on earth.Every time she closed her eyes, the memories would flood back like a violent storm—the images of them, their taunting voices, and the feeling of being trapped in indescribable pain. Elise knew she could never escape the whirlpool of her past, no matter how hard she tried.Now, she no longer faced monsters like Tony and Fred, no longer forced to entertain dozens of men from all walks of life every day. Lucas, in some ways, was kinder than the others—he would take care of her after each VIP guest. S

Elise’s heart tightened as she stared at the image. Memories of happier days from the past suddenly flooded back.The freshman welcome ceremony at the prestigious Eldridge School was held with great formality. The auditorium was filled with young faces, brimming with hope. Daniel, the Student Council President, stood on stage, confidently and charismatically leading the event.Meanwhile, Elise felt out of place among the unfamiliar crowd. She was trying to find her way back to the dormitory when a group of well-dressed male students blocked her path. They approached her with sly smiles and roving eyes."Why don’t you stay and hang out with us, little freshman?" One of them grabbed her arm.Elise tried to pull her hand away, her voice trembling but firm:"Sorry, I need to get back.""Don’t be in such a hurry," another chimed in, extending his hand as if to touch her."Why don’t you give us your number?"Elise shook her head, stepping back, her heart racing. "I don’t have a phone.""Don

Elise Bennett, the beautiful and talented actress at Horizon Stars Entertainment, was seeing her career soar higher with each passing day. New scripts and advertising contracts piled up on her desk, leaving her no moment to rest.The door to her room swung open, and Natalie, her sharp-minded manager, entered with a bright smile and a long list of schedules in hand. “Good morning, Elise! Today’s another busy day. This morning, you have a photoshoot with Glamour Elite magazine. In the afternoon, you’ll be heading to the set of 'Shattered Dreams.' And this evening, you need to attend the launch party for the 'Luxe Enchanté' fashion brand.”Elise let out a deep breath but maintained her smile, setting her coffee cup down on the table. “Sounds wonderful, Natalie!”“Yes, I know you'll do great,” Natalie replied with a smile, her eyes shining with confidence.Natalie quickly helped Elise prepare the necessary accessories. With her usual meticulousness, Natalie selected refined and elegant it