Conceited Height Novels & Stories

"You must be Kaira? I have heard a lot of good things about you... seriously is an honor to work with you on this project..... " He was busy talking and I was busy ogling at him. His body was warm-toned, and his rugged features were alluring. He had skin people of poetic bent called cafe or lait, dark brown eyes, hair dyed amber, and very perfect height. 5 inches 9cm if not wrong... "If you are done looking at me, can you look at the design??" I embarrassingly looked down rubbing my forehead. "Sure, I would love to see them..." I said. He looked at me and continue...

“I-“ I stopped my muttering when I saw Alexander was busy conversing with a local woman. Looking at the woman, she looks so beautiful and charismatic, if my words are still making sense. The woman was tall, reaching Alexander’s shoulder. Alexander is almost seven feet, an unbelievable height because he is an Alpha, so reaching just his shoulders means you are already tall. I eyed my own body. ‘Look at that, you cannot even be compared to the women out here, you are just at the level of his arm.’

I used the same tone as the black-haired man had used. With the heels I'm wearing and my head held high, I'm almost the same height as them. After all, I'm 1.72m(5.64ft or 67.68 in) tall, and with the 12cm(0.39ft or 4.68 in) heel, now I'm with 1.84m (5.97 ft or 71.64 in) ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment, and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

Her eyes of their own darted to him as if they knew where he was. He stood out effortlessly with his towering height of 6‘10 and the commanding, dark aura that shrouded him. As he entered, his strides exuded pride and control, reminiscent of a lion on prowl. Heads turned to see him. The stale scent of fear rolled through the room caused by his arrival. To many, the vast hall felt too small and stuffy with him inside it.

Jack said, "Thank you, it's sugar-apple/custard apple cream" "Ohh it's delicious 'shorty' " he spoke while savoring a mouthful with desert. "Excuse me, I am not short, 5'4 is average height, it's not my fault if you grown-up like Burj Khalifa," I said while narrowing my eyes on him putting my hands on my hips. "But that's will not going to change the fact, that you're short in all of us 'shorty' " he said as the matter of face with smug playing on his lips,

"How do I know? All I want to see is his godly figure, and that is all I'm here for!" The lady reporter shook her head at the man beside her and looked around for the man in question! "You pervert, stop lusting over men's bodies and do some real work here!" "Shut up! I told you I'm already doing my best!" They were still talking when the door to the conference hall was pushed open and a man in an all-black tuxedo walked in. He had a god-like figure and was about 181 metres tall. His figure was mouth-watering and made the women around him drool over him.

I let out in a panicked whisper, unable to find my voice as he easily spun me around to face him. I looked up at his tall stature, craning my neck to look into his eyes. I was no short woman, in fact that is what made me so famous: it was my height. I stood at 1.79 metres and towered over most of the people, but compared to Master Abigor, I seemed so short. I reached by his shoulder, in fact, I believe just below the height of his shoulders. It made him all the more threatening.

For as much as her words sounded like she was concerned, she was showing herself to be conceited. “You think rather highly of your looks.” I snorted. “What’s that supposed to mean? I suppose for a creature like you, you wouldn’t understand beauty.” she narrowed her eyes at me. “Wow.” I sighed, shaking my head. “Let me get a few things straight for you, you conceited snot-nosed pampered bitch.” I glared, standing up and folding my arms across my chest. “You are greatly underestimating me. I may be forced to live in this place, but I am educated about the world and know beauty. And yours appears only to be skin deep.” I continued to glare at her.

A kind of persona Mavie does not feel so comfortable with. For the very first time in Mavie's life, she felt like the opposite sex was indeed attractive, the more she stared at the man who almost occupied the bed with his full-body length. He was too tall compared to Mavie's five feet and three inches height, anyway. She was a tiny woman next to a giant when she was next to him. And her stupid mind also admires men with such stands. She even wished about marrying one so she could have babies with good height genes.

What wishful thinking she had! Richards eyes were icy cold. As long as Anne gave the words, he would immediately destroy them! All because this was an insult! Anne was so nice to him. How could he stand her being insulted! “You will know whether I am worthy or not,” Anne replied and walked over. She stood at 1.80 meters, around 1.10 meters tall with her high heels. In front of the muscular men, she still looked puny.