8 Feet Tall Woman Novels & Stories

indiscretions. Katrina was, without a doubt, a stunning woman, tall and statuesque, standing at just under 5 foot 10 inches to my 6 foot 3 inch frame. Her beauty was more than skin-deep, though; she had a sharp mind and a quick wit, making her a formidable opponent in both business and pleasure.

The light in Jay’s eyes dimmed. Yet Jean continued to describe her. “But she wore sky-high shoes, so I’d say she’s probably around 160 centimeters tall in truth.” Jay mulled over the thought. This woman’s wild personality had quite the similarity to Rose’s. Could it be her? “I’ll meet up with her.” Grand Old Master Ares was ecstatic. “I’m relieved knowing that you’ll see to it handled.”

The sun has begun to set and I feel a weird wave rush through my body making me sit straight up on the bed. "Oh, you've awoken. Let me go get Alpha Jaxon and Emma," says a woman. She is barely 5 feet tall and has mousey brown hair tied into a bun on top of her head, a black long sleeve, demin jeans, and a pair of sneakers on. Before I can ask her what "Alpha" means, she scampers away.

I have met women. Women with the body of a goddess. Intimidating women, submissive women, weak women, and any kind of woman one could think of. But never have I met one so stubborn and defiant as Ashley Evaline Miller. The five-feet-three inch tall woman was doing things to my head. She was messing me up so badly, shattering me into pieces and molding me back into a whole. If it were any other woman that had been trying this hard to resist me, I would have thought twice about blowing her brains off.

And whoever was walking towards me had a hand in my suffering. “Who’s there?” I called out in a voice that was now crooked from all my coughing. My question wasn’t dignified with a response, but soon, the mystery person revealed herself. It was a woman, one of the tallest and most intimidating woman I’d ever seen. Her heels seemed to be at least six inches and she was definitely over six feet tall since they made her look like a giant. From shoulder to ankle, she was clad in a red tight leather jumpsuit and her hair was sleeked back in a ponytail, while her face was lethally beautiful. The type of beautiful ensemble that signaled danger.

Her heart started to beat rapidly in her chest— almost going through an attack. Dizziness seized her senses, and her vision blurred as she attempted to fathom the scenario unfolding before her. A woman stood before her. Her red hair was meticulously pulled into a tight ponytail— not a strand out of place. The intense emerald gaze bore into Serenity with a blend of fury and unyielding confidence. Adorned in a tank top and sweatpants, the woman's lean, athletic physique was unmistakable. Standing at an imposing height of 6'2, her very presence exuded an aura of dominance, amplified by the unfriendly countenance. The air crackled with tension, and Serenity found herself acutely aware of the pal

Just as I exit the front doors, I skid to a halt as I come face to face with two people I have never seen before. There is a woman who stands at around 5’ 8” with Blonde hair tied back in a bun, with a loose messy fringe. She has a curvaceous figure but is not overweight, she is simply shapely, and her arms and legs are toned showing that she exercises often. Her green eyes seem to glow with an intensity I have never seen before, and she has an air of regality about her.

Qin Haodong immediately followed the sound and saw three more people coming from the back of the van, led by a woman with purple hair and followed by two men. The woman was a typical tall foreign woman. She was over 1.8 meters tall and her breasts were as plump as two giant mountains on her chest and her hips were full, making her look extremely hot. One of the two men behind her was tall and strong, weighing at least 150 kilograms. He looked like a giant walking bear with his thick, western hair. The other man looked much more normal. He was about 1.75 meters tall, thin, and his eyes were as sharp as a wolf's.

James sat in the director’s office on the top floor of an international company in Cansington and waited. Click! Clack! Click! Clack! The sound of high heels clicked neatly through the air. James heard the footsteps and raised his head. A slender and beautiful woman wearing a professional suit walked into the office. She was about 180 centimeters tall and had curly red hair. Her face was delicate yet gorgeous and radiated with an elegant and charming aura. “What a rare visitor.”

The sound of heels clicking in the empty hallway caught their attention, and their eyes shifted to the woman in her late twenties who was busy rummaging through her files. In her blue pencil jeans and white shirt, she stood tall at 5’8”, her hazelnut hair tied back in a ponytail, and square eyeglasses perched on her nose. “Do you know her?” Just as Elijah was about to respond to Veronica’s whisper, the woman walked up to them.