8 Foot Tall Woman Novels & Stories

I saw her in pictures and in Face-calls, but seeing her in front of us now, I can only say that the woman is gorgeous. She is 6.0 feet tall, and has a very athletic body shape. At the moment, she is wearing a casual outfit that highlights all her strengths, making her look like a model. The fact that she has been in Europe for the last 5 years speaks for itself in her outfit. Whoever said that less is more was not wrong. Maria is simple and yet extremely sophisticated and elegant. She is just spectacular!

It was the woman sitting right in the center of the room that stole my breath. She was massive, but not in a monstrous or deformed way. She was built on a scale that made absolutely no sense for any human woman I’d ever seen in my life. She sat on a reinforced stone bench with her back to us, her shoulders broader than mine and her back straight as a pillar. Her hair was a shimmering river of silver-white that poured all the way down to the floor, pooling around her like silk. She had to be at least seven feet tall, maybe more, and her presence filled the entire space so completely that it actually became hard to draw a full breath.

A Luna was supposed to bring peace, not attack its inferiors. My chest aching, I looked back at the woman. She was bowing her head and sighing softly. Why did she stay silent and not retaliate against them? She was about five feet seven inches tall. Her body was athletic. So she could win against them physically. Was it because of her position that she was afraid?

The tiny taps sounded like knocks asking to enter a man’s heart. If an ordinary man saw this, his blood might start traveling to certain places, be it to his nose or his pants. However, Kiran acted as if he had not noticed anything. The woman was already about 5 feet and 8 inches tall in her high heels, but she still had to look up to meet Kiran’s eyes. The woman's eyes widened, and her face scrunched up as she prepared to spew fire. She raised her head and roared, "You hooligan!"

“I-“ I stopped my muttering when I saw Alexander was busy conversing with a local woman. Looking at the woman, she looks so beautiful and charismatic, if my words are still making sense. The woman was tall, reaching Alexander’s shoulder. Alexander is almost seven feet, an unbelievable height because he is an Alpha, so reaching just his shoulders means you are already tall. I eyed my own body. ‘Look at that, you cannot even be compared to the women out here, you are just at the level of his arm.’

(Fuck! The stunning woman on his arm, however, demanded my attention. She was tall—easily six feet in her heels—a feat most women couldn’t achieve as I towered over nearly all of them at 6’4. Yet, she exuded a magnetic allure that dominated the room with effortless ease. Her caramel-toned skin gleamed under the soft, low lights which illuminated a figure wrapped in a black dress that clung to her like sin itself. The sight made me imagine, albeit briefly, how her body would feel beneath me—or perhaps, above. To be honest, I’m not picky. And those heels, deadly in more ways than one, only amplified her commanding presence.

I was only invited for the training. “Jethro, meet Carmilla, my…” Evans was saying before he was interrupted by a tall half-clothed woman. Her height was intimidating. She was 5 feet and 8 or 7inches. Her shoulders were well built and firm. She was on a small top that managed to cover her breast. I needed no one to tell me she was a warrior. Evans’ eyes gleamed like a child as soon as he saw her. She walked towards him and planted a quick kiss on his lips.

I saw a tall woman wearing her jogging outfit, probably around 5'11 in height, she looked stunning even without her makeup, and there was sweat on her forehead; to be honest, it made her look so sexy, even sweaty. I noticed how her eyes widened upon seeing the photo, it was a good thing that she most likely didn't know who the people in the picture were, but for some reason, she looked familiar. Still, nothing came to mind when I tried to remember who she was. I tried to retrieve my phone, but the giantess was raising my phone so high that I couldn't even touch her hand. She looked at me mockingly while watching me struggle to jump while reaching my phone in her hand.

I ask her, looking at her perplexed. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She must be somewhere at 5.9 feet. And she is dressed decent in a beautiful light mint green midi dress that highlights her perfect figure. She is not voluptuous but her shapes are perfect. She is gorgeous. I didn't know that women wearing Louboutin shoes are so sexy.

Rain was talker than most women, which made her stand out in a lot of places. Her 5ft8inches height was intimidating to most men but not all of them…Rain shook her head, clearing the thoughts if that man out of her head. “I have been knocking for close to ten minutes and yet here you are saying such rubbish, shouldn’t you be like… apologizing?” the lady’s voice was squeaky, as small as her voice… Rain mused. “Is that the reason why you’re standing in front of me looking like a fucking sippy cup for toddlers?” she stared at the woman waiting for a reply. The woman gasped in outrage, her face now red with anger. Rain noticed how the woman’s fists clenched tightly.