Arden Cho Height Novels & Stories

I had seen the side of him and it wasn't what I desired to see again. "Um..." Raven frowned, straightening. She stretched in an attempt to reach the top cabinet. I pointed to the white ladder beside the dishwasher, "You should use that." She nodded, her cheeks going red. I sometimes felt embarrassed by my height. I wasn't short. I could be considered average, although Raven was several inches taller than I was. I was taller than Diamante. But in the presence of the boys, I was short. They were all 6 feet and above.

I kept thinking of what’s been happening to me, the past few days. Luther grew up as a fine man who can make any girl or even a man turn their head to him. His height is 6’3 or a hundred and ninety centimeters. It’s not surprising for him to inherit his dad’s height. His eyebrows are thick and match his not so wide hazel brown eyes and his tall nose bridge. His lips are natural pinkish lips. His jawline is very visible, especially at his right angle. His body is like a body of a model and his skin is fair white.

He slid underneath him, turned his body over and propelled himself over his shoulder. Alpheus was standing at 6 feet 10 inches tall, while Avery was 5 feet 9inches tall. He had to use his height to his advantage. It’s the only way he would win this fight. After landing on Alpheus’ shoulders, Alpheus dropped their bodies back and Avery’s back was in pain, but he wasn’t going to give up.

Ginny handed over her comb. His cellphone vibrated. "It is time," he informed her tensely. The sun had just been setting down. The beach was slowly darkening. Suddenly, a gust of wind ignited the torches that dotted everywhere. A primitive altar was illuminated at the center. Ginny widened her eyes when she saw the figure standing behind the altar. Aduelo was a small gnarled creature. His height was almost three feet. He had a large, bulbous nose and a very huge mouth. His eyes were luminous grey. His hands and feet were big. His body was slightly stooped.

Arnold finally answered after several minutes of silence. A man who has a height of one hundred and eighty-one centimeters tall man frowned. "What do you mean? Tell me directly, because I do not understand." "Actually, they were—" ***

Angelo, thinking about the old man again, brought a heavy sigh and exhaled it heavily, a little bit depress. His beautiful black phoenix eyes was inexplinaxly dull for a moment when he stared at Peerce face that a confused expression was visibly written into its refined and sharp face, his mood dampened more after seeing this. Inhaling and exhaling once again, he gathered up his courage and straightened up his back. His short frame with nearly 184 cm height or 1.84 m, despite the thin and slender body had a moment of determined arrogance with a little bit of dominance as a quick thought flash through his mind.

His features were more striking, his presence more commanding than I had anticipated. As Brandon drew nearer, I couldn't help but notice the striking contrast between his presence and mine. Standing at five feet nine, I was accustomed to being the tallest among the Volkov ladies, but Brandon seemed to tower over me at a height that must have been at least six feet five. It was a reassuring thought, knowing that I wouldn't have to worry about wearing heels around him; our heights complemented each other effortlessly.

Dashiell ordered, and the boy stepped forward. I noticed how he was fourteen and yet a bit tall for his age, as he was taller than I am. The last time I checked my height, I think I was 5ft 6 inches tall. With the way he towered over me, he could be at least 5 ft 8 inches. "What is your name?" Dashiell asked. The boy stood still with his chest forward and chin up as he replied, "Arvall, sir," Arvall.

Aryana Joy Santini's POV He was the tallest of the three, at least 6’ 3” with brown hair and a short, well-trimmed beard… His upper body seemed to be suffocating in that tight, blue shirt. It was tight around the arms and across the chest. Perhaps Craig should have considered a bigger size when he bought that one, but it wasn’t like I was going to complain about the view. Nor about those dark green eyes that sometimes seemed to look right through you.

I smiled at him. "I see you've grown so tall just over a year, my dear handsome cousin," I said and let go of his shirt. A year ago, I was taller than him an inch or two and I was 5'6" tall and by looking at Angelo now, he seemed to be almost 6 feet, probably 5'10' and he was just thirteen.