Conceited Height Novels & Stories

Henric put the plate in front of Stacy and said, "Mommy eats it." Stacy pretended to be unhappy and gave him the egg. "You're growing up. If you're not nutritious, you will not grow tall. Do you want to become a dwarf?" "No way. My current height has exceeded the normal range. I can definitely grow by 1.9 meters." Janet sneered and said, "1.9 meters is too high, 1.8 meters is well enough." "No, I must grow to 1.9 meters." Henric said seriously.

Keyla was getting more and more engrossed in choosing the many kinds of chocolate, until then she asked for a chocolate that was quite tall. “Mom, I want that chocolate,” said Keyla. “Oh, wait a minute, I’ll get it for you,” Camellia immediately complied with Keyla’s wish to take a Doraemon-shaped chocolate that was placed in a tall window. Because Camellia’s height can be said to be petite because she is only 165 cm, so she had a bit of difficulty picking it up plus there were many visitors jostling to take the same chocolate.

"Great. I thought you did not." I quickly jumped off from the counter and fixed myself as I push my hair behind my ear. I look up to him and he's really pretty damn tall, like how Monique described him. Shit, his towering height makes me feel like I'm a midget. He's like a fucking giant. How tall is he? 6'3? 6'4? "You want to have a drink?" He asks. I grabbed it because I have noticed that he has been holding it a while ago and I did not want him to feel and think that I am a little bit disrespecting him. I mean he is a freaking celebrity, that would totally hurt his ego if I would turn him down.

I scoffed. The arrogance of this man. “What made you think I'd accept you if I didn't do that before you took my bars?” Whoever gave this bastard his confidence needs to be convicted. He set down his drink and got up slowly. He was taller than I remembered, and I hated that I had to strain my neck just to look at him. If I had known, I would have worn heels. Those badass ones people wear in movies.

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.

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.

I nervously looked at him, who was leaning on the steering in front of me. He laughed out loud and continued laughing for a while. "Harassing? And you? Sorry, but I am not a pedophile like Alexander, so relax." He chuckled. I was mad. The words he uses are so extreme, like he is insulting my height even though I started wearing heels just to be taller and closer to Alexander's level, but it's not making a big difference. His bloodline really has tall people. On the other hand, my mother was also 5'3 inches, and might be I got it from her.

Zephaniah was beginning to realize that the man behind me wasn't just a benefactor—he was a force of nature. At the Dynasty Hotel, the heavy suite door clicked shut, sealing Zephaniah and Lisa out. Connor had closed the world away. Zephaniah stood in the hallway, recalling the man's stature. Standing next to my 178cm frame, most males looked diminished. Even Zephaniah, at nearly 190cm, only just matched me. Yet this man made me look small, Obedient. It wasn't just his height; it was the aura of unchallengeable might he radiated.

I feel so drawn to him. I'm used to being seen as a small female. Even among my own kind, I stood out for my lack of stature. Connor, on the other hand, was imposing, perhaps the most towering male I had ever encountered. He seemed to stretch upward like a tree, endlessly tall. He stood a good foot and a half taller than me, which was mind-boggling in its enormity. I wonder if his height was exaggerated by my own smallness. Our disparity in size was almost comical, but it was a comedy that only I seemed to notice. “You look nice.” I smiled at the giant male.

Damien height was incomparable, as Madeline who was considered tall could only see his chin she had to look up if she wanted to see his face. "Why are ladies so short, I have to bend to see your face it makes my back hurt." Madeline wanted to say I'm not short you're just too tall. "I consider myself tall but it's just that his highness is too tall, compared to me.." Madeline didn't dare to talk causally with this man, she screened every words that came out of her mouth. "Hehe.." Damien laughed no one had told him he was too tall before or they just didn't have the guts to.