Aphmau Heights Novels & Stories

She barks but her words lack any bite. “Good to see Hunji, Glad you are home.” Mathias acknowledges me. I look up at the beast of a shifter who stands at about six foot seven at least. Making anyone next to him look tiny. Especially Lamia who is taller than the average she-wolf at about five foot ten.

"Don't be so shy, come on" "Oh, sorry Madam" I continue my steps and walked over to Madam Sharon's desk. Standing side by side with Alliando made me instantly feel like a dwarf. Understandably, my height is around 155 centimeters while Alliando's height is around 185 centimeters, and I'm sure he can still grow taller. "You already know Alliando right?"

"A Moon Ape? That's impossible. One of those hasn't been seen in-." A loud roar coming from a few hundred meters away interrupted her. A white light came from underground and charged towards the tree. It was an adult Moon Ape. Standing 20 ft tall, with long arms and short legs, its roar was as powerful as a black bear's. With its mouth wide open, they could see its unusually sharp teeth. The ape climbed to the top of the tree; it roared at the intruders, and then it started gathering energy to construct a magic circle. In a second, a white beam of moonlight shot at the intruders.

Sure enough, he found the video of Charlie that someone had filmed in Emerald Court back then. Unfortunately, the video had been shot at a bad angle from a distance. So, Jaime could not see Charlie’s appearance. However, he could see a clear outline of Charlie’s figure. Charlie, who was one hundred and eighty-five centimeters tall and weighed less than one hundred and forty catties, had a physique that was comparable to that of the male celebrities with long legs in the entertainment industry. This made Jaime very jealous.

Ambrose furrowed his brow and said. Larissa was feeling frustrated and said, "Mister, do you think I'm short? I'm already about five feet six inches tall!" Her height is truly remarkable among girls her age, even if it doesn't quite measure up to Ambrose's six feet 2 inches, which often goes unnoticed due to his wheelchair. Ambrose's voice carried a soothing tone as he explained, "I am not saying you're short, but you're still growing. If you don't get a proper eight hours of sleep daily, it could have adverse effects on your physical growth and even your appearance."

I tried to wrap my head around the fact that he was here. The person who I wished to never see again, who was my best friend. Ammar al-Ahmed. The person I dislike the most. Yes, dislike it because I still can't get myself to hate him even after what he did. he always towered me with his 61 height. He had black eyes the same as his hair. He looked more muscular and broad. He always likes working out. Noori came beside me and squeezed my shoulder I just dismissed her hand and walked inside the bedroom.

Amelia proudly introduces. The 6’5” hunk steps forward with his hand outstretched, “Figures I miss all the fun. I hear interesting things about you,” he says in a deep voice. I reach out and shake his hand, “A pleasure to meet the Luna of Invictus,” I greet.

Once it was at the small of his back he realized it was definitely way over his head. Which is true. Werewolves aren't like humans. We're extremely tall. Alphas are normally taller, but I'm even taller than them. I have yet to meet anyone as tall as I am or taller than me. I stand 7 ft tall, were most alphas are between 6'.8" and 6'.11". So with me being 7 ft tall, and he's an extremely small omega kid, his head doesn't even reach my hips. His breathing begins to pick up as he looks around frantically. I feel him gripping onto me tighter as he tries to pull himself up higher.

Ammon replied. " Ammon, please don't get hurt." Amaria spoke up, and he nodded. They rode away, leaving Ammon behind. 'It's best if I do this in my Werewolf form,' Ammon reasoned as he transformed into his Werewolf form. He was larger than Jareth and Evera's, had dark purple fur, and could stand on his own two feets. He leapt to the ground, grabbing one of the stalactites for support. Then he jumped from stalactite to stalactite until he reached the massive cocoon.

Chapter 5: Wil "Home is not where you live, but where they understand you." Third Person's POV "You should stop doing that already." A man with a muscular built appears in the open door of the gym. He was wearing casual business attire as he was fixing his tie. He has a height of 170 cm and has black clean-cut hair, a bearded face, and blue chinky eyes. He looks on his wristwatch, frowning. Shaking his head looking to Amaia who has been busy giving kicks and punch to the punching bag. She didn't even mind the presence of the man who was in front of her, tapping the sole of his shoes as he waited for her to speak. He sighed as Amaia acted colder again, to him.