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Dark Fairytales - Alkemia Perfumes Fall 2026 Collection

Dark Fairytales - Alkemia Perfumes Fall 2026 Collection

A collection from a time of strange enchantments, riddles, mysteries, and forbidden fascinations for what waited beyond.  

A Time of Monsters Perfume

By dawn, no one could remember who had hunted whom, so they carved the survivors names into altars and named them gods. They buried the dead and called them monsters. It was a crime to remember when there had been no difference…

A shapeshifting tale of bitter oranges, crushed cassis, oakmoss, and dark shadows crushed beneath the rubble of broken cages and fallen cities.

 

 

 

 

 

Bonfire of Sin Perfume

There is a fire that has burned since the first heart wanted what it could not have. Every flame is kindled from these sparks…

A burning desire of toasted marshmallows, scandalous letters set aflame, dark rose petals, spiced cognac, and the glowing embers of smoked amber.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fang and Feather Perfume

There are hungers that cannot be fed, only given sharper claws…

A ferocity of black honey amber, feral dark fur, and agarwood burning with Sulawesi cloves, black cardamon, and woody nutmeg.

 

 

 

 

 

Ruby’s Secret Perfume

She had seven names, though which one she answered to depended entirely upon her mood…

An enchanted kiss of blood-red berries and scarlet plums with beguiling French vanilla praline, rose musk, spicy carnation, gardenias, and sensual amber. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Something Wicked This Way Comes Perfume

Once awakened, no feast could satisfy the Hunger. It slept softly and waited for those who had grown tired of being good… 

A delectable enticement of white chocolate and amber infused with Bourbon vanilla beans, creamy latte with a dark seduction of pheromone drenched patchouli.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Souls of Poets Dead and Gone Perfume

The dead are patient. They can wait a thousand years for their stories to be heard…

A summoning of dusty books, battered travel journals, mahogany writing desks, and echoing memories of muses clad in foreign skies and incense spiced air.


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