Emily Kaplan Height Novels & Stories

His eyes slightly trembled. Emma was 167 centimeters tall. She had long black hair that had a natural curvature. Her facial features were small and delicate, and her features were exceptionally beautiful. Her pupils were jet black and clear. What attracted Archie the most was her red lip. It was soft and tender like the petals of a rose. If he kissed it, he would even be able to taste its fragrance.

“She’s small and cute. Why not?” Enkeli grit her teeth then sucked in her lip. “Okay.” She put up her hand in a stop sign. “I am not small. I am 5’4 and you’re only 7 inches taller than me so unless you suddenly become 6’6, talk to the hand.” She flipped her short hair in an ending statement. “7 inches make all the difference.” He shrugged.

“I thought you guys were besties. Why you makin’ our girlie here cry?” Keira blushed, grabbing the bag from me and handing it over to Holly Trinity. She was about 6ft and 5 inches and with Keira’s height of just barely hitting 5ft, it looked like a slave offering something to its master. It was a funny sight that it made me stop crying like a child.

Ericka Mendel Ibrahim was in her early 30s when she decided to move back to her hometown, which is in the southeast over a vast expanse of agricultural terrain. She is considered to be a complete woman and is 5 feet 7 inches tall. She has long, black straight hair, big, almond-shaped black eyes that closely resemble those of her mother, a well-curved nose that is inherited from her father, thin lips, two dimples, cliff chinned features, smooth, fair skin, and long, well-shaped legs that make her look like a supermodel for high-end studio companies. She has a beautiful, elegant, and alluring personality, which she has successfully developed via her prior training, seminar attendance, short co

WEST BRIDGE HIGH SCHOOL ~ NEW YORK The final buzzer echoed through the packed Westbridge High gymnasium. The score: 68-56. The girls’ basketball team had just crushed their biggest rivals, and the crowd went wild. Captain Riley Kane, 18, stood tall at 5’11 with lean, powerful muscles, sharp green eyes, and a long dark ponytail that swung like a weapon. Sweat soaked through her red-and-white jersey, making it cling to her full C-cup breasts and toned abs.

Instead, Ivy suddenly pulled her into a tight hug. "Emerald, I’m so glad you reached out to me. Your talent in design shouldn’t be hidden away." Ivy, standing at 1.7 meters tall, was even taller than Emerald, especially in high heels. Emerald smiled softly. “Ivy, please guide me well in the future.” Before Emerald could say more, Ivy let go, kicked off her heels, and marched straight into the small apartment. “Enough chit-chat! Let’s get this contract signed before you change your mind.”

She looked up, and to her shock, it was Amelia! Emily immediately hung up the phone, seething with anger as she strode over, shouting, “Amelia, you little bitch, how dare you come here looking for trouble?” “Really?” A deep male voice echoed, and the man looked to be about 6'3" (190 cm) tall. He towered over Emily, who stood at only 5'5" (165 cm), creating an intimidating presence. Emily shivered, her capillaries tightening. She stammered, “Y-you’re that—”

, Gretchen’s companion and sister ask. “Not around but I can tell you he will be glad to miss this,” Gabriel says and the girl snarls at him, “Calm down Emily,” Gretchen says. Emily is about 5’12ft tall, she has much more flesh than her twin, Gretchen, her eyes hold a menacing look and her pale skin makes her look even scarier. She has short black hair and attractive curves, any man would want a woman with her body but not the face she has now, the face of a ferocious vixen.

"Hello, sir. I'm here to pick up Emily." He smiles. "Of course, River come on in." He claps my arm and grabs my shoulder. Laughing at my awkwardness. Emily's family is all on the smaller side of the shifter height chart. I tower over her father by at least a foot. Emily's a few inches shorter than him. Ken walks to the bottom of the stairs. "Emily....River's here." He yells up.

Everyone must recognize her authority and respect her. “That’s 604b. But ma’am, I think he’s with a….guest.” “I know,” she replied and catwalked confidently to the elevator. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest but she pretended to be calm. When she reached the apartment labelled ‘604b’, the door swung open before she could even knock on it. Kane stood there, glaring at her like an angry beast. Emilia drank in his gorgeousness like a thirsty horse. His muscled 6-foot-2-inch body was sweaty and bare except for a white towel that was tied around his lean waist.