Conceited Height Novels & Stories

“Girls don’t grow after eighteen, not like you boys, who can grow until the age of twenty-eight.” Conrad dragged her out of the ward and they had just walked out to the walkway when they saw a wall for measuring height. He brought her there to measure her height. Fia was a little resistant. 5’2” versus 6’1” was a terrible comparison. Conrad measured, dragging Fia to lean against the wall. He took a look and raised his brow as he said, “You have indeed grown a little.” “I did?” Fia turned to look at the wall and her eyes lit up. “Oh my god, it’s true! Am I 5’4 now?”

It looked like he only fucked his previous flings. Catching our breaths together, he leaned on me and I got startled when he cuddled me after. That made me pin my back against the wall. He was over six feet tall, so he was slightly bending his back while resting on me. I liked his height because I could still wear my five-inch pair of heels without towering over him.

“They’re huge! They have to be at least eighty feet or more…” “Yes, they are! And you’re close. Ninety-seven feet high at the lowest depression and one hundred twenty-eight at the highest” I said proudly. It was my favorite place in the kingdom next to my garden. “Okay! Time to get to work.” I called as I pulled off the sandals and the sundress. I could feel the change in Conor’s demeanor instantly. I looked over at him curiously and saw his cheeks were slightly pink. I chuckled as I backed up a few feet while I slipped the jewel around my neck. This is gonna be fun! I haven’t done this since the beginning of summer earlier this year.

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.

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.