Dva Height Novels & Stories

he was over seventeen meters tall, which was almost as tall as Victor's mech! His length was even more astonishing. Including his large tail, he was fifty meters long!

Zhenny clenched her fists tightly, and the blue veins on the back of her hands became visible. She looked at the camera and softly said, “Addy is a weak woman. It would be impossible for her to slap me down to the floor. “I’m 1.72 meters tall, and Addy is 1.65 meters tall. You can give it a try if there are people of similar heights around you. It would actually be very hard for her to slap me in the face.” When she brought up more professional-sounding data and evidence, the netizens began to doubt it.

Carl said to the girl. Dhalia nodded. She almost fell when she suddenly stood up. Fortunately, the young man was fast and immediately approached her turning Dhalia closer to his own body. Carl felt a strange heat all over his system in those moments, especially when Dhalia looked up at him. He was five inches taller than her. Just like his older brother, they were both tall.

My Father said with a rushed tone, then added a nervous laugh. He sounded nothing like how a person who bore the name 'Vitalis' should sound. Then again, for the past few hundred years, the Vitalis' had not upheld the glory of the name. My Mother also let out a nervous laugh, supporting my Father. Darius regarded them as specks of dust. He walked right past them and stood a few paces in front of me. His red lips were pressed into a thin firm line as he looked down at my short figure. Compared to his six-foot-seven height, I looked like a child. Hells, every Human who stood next to him looked like a child.

I just don’t get it. She set the journal onto the bed and walked over to the mirror. She and Louella were identical twins. The only way to tell them apart was by making them stand back to back and comparing their heights. Louella stood an even five-feet-four inches in bare feet. Davina fell short by one fourth of an inch.

There are silent whispers among the people and Kayola can smell fear and death; she does not know why, but she does. What the hell is going on? It is a good thing she is five feet nine inches tall as she is able to see two male servants on the same exalted ground that Devilio had had her publicly five days ago. She closes her eyes for a few seconds, as memories of that day flash through her mind.

He stood proudly in an estimate of six-foot-three to six-foot-five. Diane backs away, the realization hitting her speechless. Mate, She thought.

Damian Vance was, without a doubt, the most beautiful and intimidating man I had ever seen in my life. He was massive. While I stood at only 5'5", he easily cleared 6'1", with broad shoulders and a commanding posture that radiated absolute power. The tailored black suit looked molded onto an extremely strong, muscular frame. His face looked carved from marble, with a sharp jawline covered by a dark, perfectly groomed beard.

The man coming out of the designer car is no other person than Damiel Voldov’s right-hand man who, after getting out, stops to open the door for Damiel Voldov. Standing at six foot nine or seven foot, Damiel is tall. A Viking to be honest. He looks gloomy and at the same time calm, cold and at the same time warm, fierce and also gentle. Damiel Voldov seems even too tall for a royal wolf. No doubt he’ll be getting promoted by society to rule something.

I stood in the corridor and breathed for the first time in a hundred and forty meters. Then I looked up. Davina stood six feet away. Both feet planted, weight balanced, weapon raised, barrel level, aimed at the center of my chest. Not shaking, her eyes were clear, direct, carrying something that was not anger, not fear, not the performance of either. Certainty. She had been here long enough that her breathing was completely even. She had been here long enough to stand with her arms raised without fatigue showing in her shoulders. She had been waiting.