Adria Arjona Height Novels & Stories

Balvina was scratching her head trying to comprehend about Montas’s unstable emotions. “Come on, dear Luna. Wear this. Let's surprise our dry as a desert Alpha Kaylon.” The soft cloth that was covering her naked wet body fell onto her feet. Monta, who stands five feet and eight inches tall, was now looking up at her. The long gown fits perfectly at Balvina like it was personally and intentionally made for her.

Aranjo still closed her eyes and enjoyed the warmth of the man's body that was stuck right in his. Aranjo's tiny hand was placed on the King's chest, but still not moving. Something belonging to the King, attached to the abdomen of Aranjo began to react. This made Aranjo open her eyes and look up at the King who was so tall that Aranjo was only as tall as the man's chest.

He was a tall, imposing man and standing like this only accentuated it. George was well over six feet and the Emperor was taller still. He could see eye-to-eye with Adriana. It was clear she got her height and colouring from her father. The Empress insisted her hair was naturally red, but no one could call it a natural shade. Not like the Emperor’s and Adriana’s theirs burn with a rich, coppery fire, while the Empress’ looked rather orange.

"Scarlett." ******

“Maybe I’ll get it as well.” I chuckle at how greedy my friend can be. “You eat more than any girl I know and yet you’re so damn skinny,” Azira says. She looks offended, holding a hand to her chest. “I’m not skinny. I’m toned and athletic.” I nod. “Right, I agree. Skinny isn’t the word to describe Adrianna’s physique.” Azira sets her hands on her hips, shaking her head. “Whatever. She’s not curvy like me.” She nods at me. “And you can’t speak because you are just as slim.”

He stood six feet tall with a lean body. Adric was pale with dirty blond hair and piercing blue eyes. His face was clean-shaven with no trace of stubble. He stood taller than her at five foot ten compared to her five foot five. They were handsome in their own right, and that made her nervous. “We came as soon as we got your message.” Devon said as he stepped forward. “We are here to help.” Adric spoke next. “Angelicas was about to conjure some burger. Do you want one, Devon?” Astra asked as she closed the door.

“I’m sure we will hear it later this evening, Adriana meet my mate, my Luna and my life. Johanna.” Johanna doesn’t waste any time, she marches past her mate and pulls me into a warm hug. She’s an athletic woman, same height as me, strawberry blond hair and tribal tattoos going from her chin to her collarbones. A small giggle escapes my lips at the sudden and unexpected warmth these two greet me with.

It was like I couldn't function around her without making a fool of myself. She shrugged. “How's your ankle doing?” I blurted out to fill the silence in the room but then bit my tongue. Aria did not look the least bit annoyed, instead, she was taken aback by my sudden concern. She forwarded her leg in my direction and tapped it harshly against the floor. Was she trying to prove a point or something? “Yes! All good. I'm indestructible.” "That's a nice attitude for someone who is five inches tall.” She blinked her eyes, her nose flaring comically and gripped the box, “Shut up. I'm 5’4.”

Adriano was every girl’s dream and, in all honesty, Ismeralda too had developed a crush on him when she had first seen him at a party at his house a year ago so she wasn’t all that annoyed at the fact that she was getting married so young. Adriano was incredibly handsome. He had nice, thick, black hair. Thick, curly brows, piercing, dark grey eyes and nice tanned skin. He was six foot and five inches and obviously from his body structure, you could tell that he worked out a lot. He was quiet a lot and didn’t say much of anything. Even during parties, he tried not to mingle with people but she knew he wasn’t shy because he had an air of confidence around him. Everybody knew it and that was wh

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?