Beth Leonard Height Novels & Stories

But, all she earned was some amused laughter at the crowd because the bald man wasn't hurt by her hits at all. Zoey stopped moving and looked up at the bald man and realized that she looked like a dwarf compared to his height. And, she was freaking five feet and ten inches at that matter. The type of height that exceeded the average height of normal women in America! "What do you think you're doing, little pony?"

I knew that he would have had his reasons. Beatrice was the sexiest fucking thing that ever walked this planet. She stood about 5’10 with a slim waist and a well-endowed chest. She had beautiful chestnut hair that always had a styled messy look to it. She was even sexier unclothed after the auction as well as last night.

His cold, somber face, shrouded in the dim light, was stark contrast to the vibrant lively scene behind him. Suddenly, the crisp sound of high heels clicking against the floor pierce the air, followed by a pair of slender arms wrapped around him. “Leo, everyone's waiting for you to give the word!!” The woman tugged at his arm,pulling him from the sofa. As she looked up at his chiseled features, her heart raced like a frantic deer. No wonder he was Leonard Williams, the CEO of Knight Enterprises. It wasn't just his billion dollars fortune; but his God like looks alone could stop traffic, captivating every woman who laid their eyes on him. He was born to stand out, a beacon that had shattered

Leonard didn't’ even bother shaking my hand as he turned his back and stormed away. I lowered my gaze to the woman standing in front of me. She looked so beautiful. It was not just her stature, though she did stand about half a foot beneath me She looked fragile. Her shoulders hunched forward and it was like she was trapped in a world much darker than hers. Her brows furrowed and fear lingered in her wide eyes. Then she lifted her chin and her gaze met mine. Her lips curved into a tight smile but it did nothing to hide the fear in her eyes

She scanned all the men in their forties, but she did not feel that Leon was there. She thought. “This man is bald… Mm, that’s unlikely. People who have met Leon said that he’s very handsome. “This man has a bad sense of fashion… That’s more unlikely. Leon is a designer. He’ll take care of his looks. “And this guy is so plump and short… I heard that Leon is six feet tall…” “Mr. Gerald, someone called you over,” Conner said respectfully. Gerald got up. “Are you really not going to the lounge?”

I greeted with a smile, not wanting to be rude as she pulled away from me. “Hey, damn, you are just as Callum described. I’m sorry, I’m being too informal already. I’m Leona," she smiled warmly at me, and I could sense sincerity in her tone. “Let’s go in." She took my hand in hers, leaving me dumbfounded. Leona seemed around my age or a little older. She looked about 5’2”, lean, with pale white skin like she was made of milk—a beautiful blonde with red pouty lips.

What she didn’t realize, however, was how dangerous she looked right now. Leonel knew perfectly well she was probably planning something mischievous. Even so, he still walked toward her. Leaning closer, he lowered his voice and asked softly, “What are you trying to do?” “You’re too tall.” Navia looked at the ridiculous height difference between them. Leonel was nearly six-foot-three. She barely reached his shoulder. “Come down a little more,” she said seriously. “I have something secret to tell you.” Leonel had no idea what she was scheming, but he still bent down obediently.

She was not scared of someone like Laverna, who was all bark and no bite. She just crossed her arms and scrutinized her before pointing at Laverna’s feet. “Laverna, you really do have to watch your step now. If you injure your feet, you won’t be able to wear heels when you go out to meet men. Without heels, you’re only around 155 cm tall.” Laverna’s height was a sore spot for her. She was pretty and had never gone under the knife before. Her round eyes, tall nose, and wavy, black hair made her look like a life-size doll, but she did not inherit Gordon’s height. Instead, she was a shortie, just like Lily.

I didn’t look so bad if you ask me, I just need a little more weight and peace of mind. I shrug “I don’t need a day off, and I’m not going to get it even if I wanted.” I say. She shook her head. I’m about two inches taller than Layla who stands at five feet and five inches but you wouldn’t easily notice because of her body type. She has more weight than I do. She’s not fat or skinny, just the perfect size but she would complain and fret about how much she wishes we could fit into the same clothes.

LEON “CUT!” yelled the director. My co-actor and I immediately broke the tension by smiling at each other. “That was exhausting,” she remarked, laughing. “Tell me all about it,” I said. “Way to go, you two!” The director rose from his seat and approached us. As he moved, his belly fat jiggled. He stood about 4 feet 8 inches tall and had a rounded body. Natasha, her stage name, said, “Thank you, Director Kim.” It was an honor for her to be praised.