Anna Cathcart Height Novels & Stories

he instructed the workers with authority. "Tomorrow is the welcome party, and I want the packhouse to be beautiful. Trim all the flowers and make everything look stunning. I might even consider hosting the party in the garden," Carter declared, the workers responding to his directives diligently under the scorching morning sun. I cleared my throat, positioning myself behind him. Standing at an imposing height of 7'2", Carter, like the other alphas and betas, made my modest 5'5" frame appear small in comparison. Carter's face lit up as the sun illuminated his features. "Good morning, Zelda. How may I assist you?" he inquired, his gaze scanning my attire.

"Come in, Cheryl." His voice was deep, velvety and husky. He sounded like he could be in a ford commercial. Cheryl's stomach fluttered at the voice that she didn't think twice before turning around again. This time taking in more of his features. He was taller than she remembered. He always looked like that next to her and it made her wonder if he was too tall or she was just too short. Well, 5'4" next to George Carter can be considered too short considering he is what? 6'5". He was practically a giant.

Sometimes she would get on top, but no oral, certainly no anal, or anything out of the ordinary. Katy kept her figure trim by running on the treadmill at home. She was a remarkably beautiful woman. Five feet seven inches tall, dark red hair, green eyes, pale, freckled skin, perky "C" cup breasts. Her breasts looked larger than they were due to her large puffy nipples that Dean thought resembled the bottom half of a strawberry. Her nipples were incredibly sensitive and because of their shape, she was easily stimulated by simply touching them.

“I do have a private chef that cooks most of my meals. But it isn’t because I don’t enjoy cooking or know how to, it’s more for convenience.” His breath tickles my skin. My tennis shoes do nothing to give me any kind of height, so with him this close, it brings attention to just how vastly different our heights are. I’m only a few inches over five feet on a good day. He’s got to be at least a foot taller than me, but I’m a terrible judge of that. I know Carter used to brag that he was six feet tall, and Beck definitely has a few inches on him.

We didn’t need to give Amber another reason to target me today. Caren was taller than I was. She stood 5ft 9, with straight blonde hair, and had a toned and athletic look. She was part of multiple sporting clubs, which would explain her physique. Little would anyone believe it was actually because of years of training with me. In school, she was my protector. But at home, I would knock her on her butt, even on a bad day.

Nick turned his head to look at her face to ask. "Thanks!" Kate whispered to Nick's ear. She had to stand on her tiptoes as she grabbed her arms for leverage. Nick is almost two heads taller than Kate. She has the average height for her age based on her mom's genes, but Nick stands tall with his two hundred and six centimeters height while Kate is one hundred and seventy-eight. She is considered tall among other girls at school when she stands along with them, but with her conservative fashion styles, her height isn't well presented, unlike girls who choose to wear short and fit kinds of clothing styles.

Not until I saw her. All the way at the bottom - her profile only a few hours old. Beau Carter, age twenty-three and in school, had a lot of potential. She was an alluring creature. Short, at only five feet and two inches, she'd fit perfectly against my harsh planes. A delicate doll with long, light brown hair and striking green eyes. And fuck me, those pouty lips of hers were heaven. She was the first woman in years that made my cock twitch with a simple smile.

"Hello, Mr. Clemon, I have been a fan of yours for many years. Please call me Teresa." The Western women took the initiative to talk to Nathan. She had long legs and a very tall figure. Even if she was wearing thick winter clothes, she still couldn't hide her beautiful curves, and she was very proud of her height of 1.7 meter. When she looked up at him, there was just the right amount of worship and pleasant surprise in her eyes. She didn't look too cold nor overly fanatical. As soon as Nathan lowered his head, he saw her work tag.

It was to hold at Cubana's Luxury and all the classy, rich, fun lovers would be there, including tourists who visited the city on weekends just for the sole purpose of enjoying the inexhaustible recreational activities it has to offer. Annie was a thirty three years old independent, city, young woman. She was tall as a few shorter people would describe her. In fact, she was about 5.4ft tall and weighed about fifty seven pounds. Slim, fair, chocolate skinned, and a figure to die for.

“Jacob’s POV” From the moment I stepped on the plane, my sight is glued to the flight attendant named Kath. I have been wondering how a usual steward like her caught my attention. She does have a good height, she is about 5’6 tall, she has a good-looking face and her body is not bad. I am trying not to stare at her but I can’t take my eyes off her, maybe because among the flight attendants here, she is the most interesting and suspicious.