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An inviting blend of Sandalwood, Sage, and Amber

A captivating offering of Incense, Vetiver, and Cardamom.

An enigmatic blend of Salt, Geranium, and Black Amber.

An adventurous composition of Virginia Cedar, Vetiver, and Clary Sage.

A vast expanse of Desert Wind, Freesia, and Myrrh.

An intimate skin scent with notes of earth and summer rainfall.

A paradoxical combination of Lavandin, Desert Florals, and Ironwood.

A legendary rush of Sea Spray, Juniper, and Cypress.

A resplendent composite of Amber, Mandarin, and Tea Olive.

A fragrance steeped in sorcery and sea foam, Black Salt opens with a flicker of lime, bright as lightening over a storm-tossed sea. Spellbinding black water lily meets wet lava rock, eucalyptus, and briny seaweed in this mysterious and mesmerizing distillation of the beach at night. Samples available in our Beach Goth Set.  TOP: Black Pepper, Lime, Tangerine, EucalyptusHEART: Jasmine Sambac, Water Lily, Turkish Rose, Smoked Sea SaltBASE: Seaweed, Labdanum, Petrichor FRAGRANCE STORY In the moonless shallows where shipwrecks weep and sirens hum dirges to the tide, she emerges—Dripping in ink-black brine, tangled in kelp, her lips salt-bitten and secrets bitter.  Our master perfumer has long sought to distill the essence of the beach at night in a ravishing summer fragrance. The result is Black Salt: A moody and mineralic scent steeped in sorcery and sea foam, more hypnotic than a mermaid. This fragrance is conjured for those lured by the deep’s darker intentions. It opens with a sharp flicker of lime, bright as lightning over a storm-tossed sea. A brackish snap of eucalyptus laced with a cold metallic shimmer, like cracked obsidian on a storm-drenched shore—as if Neptune himself had wept into a vial. At its heart: spellbinding black water lily, blooming somewhere deep and lightless, untouched by sun or sentiment. As the scent settles, smoked myrrh and shadowed vetiver coil like sea serpents through a forest of driftwood and drowned incense. Seaweed drapes the base like mourning lace: briny, green, and gently unsettling, and scorched black pepper slithers beneath, embalming the wearer in a resinous, elemental melancholy. The dry down is neither kind nor forgiving: a graveyard bloom of black orchid and wet earth, like a bouquet left on a lover’s grave, long after the tide has pulled her name from the sand. It’s a fragrance for those who prefer their coastlines windswept and slightly haunted. Mysterious. Malevolent. Mesmerizing. Black Salt is not worn. It claims you.Black Salt is not worn. It claims you.

LIMITED EDITION • In partnership with Nosferatu and Focus Features, Heretic is proud to present Nosferatu Eau de Macabre, a fragrance inspired by the iconic vampire. A chilling scent of wilting lilacs, velvety vegan ambergris and strikes of lightning that fill the air with petrichor and electricity—It's both delicate and hedonistic. Samples available. TOP: Lilac, AmbretteHEART: Petrichor, Violet Absolute, Orris Concrete, CypriolBASE: Vegan Ambergris, Oud, Labdanum SMELLS LIKE: An encounter with an apparition in the cold, damp caves of Count Orlok's castle. FRAGRANCE STORY In partnership with Focus Features, Heretic is proud to collaborate on a fragrance inspired by the iconic vampire for Nosferatu, a film from the visionary mind of Robert Eggers. But what does the world of the vampire smell like? As the film’s official perfumer, Heretic X Nosferatu present a scent that is also an apparition: otherworldly, straddling a line between this world and the next. To capture the olfactory universe of Nosferatu into one glass bottle is no mean feat. We wanted to move beyond tropes like blood, roses, smoke or candle wax and explore a very different idea of this creature of the night. Cold, pale and pellucid, this fragrance evokes the uneasy chill of encountering an apparition. It opens with a clap of thunder and downpour of rain outside Count Orlok's castle. Strikes of lightning fill the air with petrichor and electricity. The damp earth releases a fresh, clean, but ever so musty scent of plant oils and geosmin released from the Carpathian Mountains. Tangled in the stones of the dark, wet heart chord you will find lilac in a vivid bouquet of cadaverous hues punctuated by inky violet absolute. We are immediately reminded of Nosferatu's heroine Ellen Hutter. This floral accord of ether conjures memories of forgotten innocence and love everlasting, but in a flash and to our horror the purple beauty vanishes, only to appear once more as if back from the dead. The ionine, also known as "the disappearing molecule", from her delicate leaves and stems is elusive and will be revived again and again in fleeting moments. Just then, another complex character drifts onto the scene in the form of vegan ambergris. A paradox to our senses, it reminds us of the salty oceans we long for, where a ship is waiting to take us home. Soft and velvety, the ambergris dances on the skin in a nostalgic waltz that is both delicate and hedonistic.  Making us contemplate the primal instincts that are within us all and the twilight zone between man and beast inhabited by the vampire - It's a fragrance that will haunt you, but in the best possible way.