Height Differences Novels & Stories

Kade I stood with a horrid expression for another second, pinching myself to clear my doubt whether I was still dreaming or it was reality. But it turned out to be a freaking reality. I maintained a decent distance from her, watching her keenly as she submitted to me. While she stood a mere 5'8, I towered her in height greatly at a whopping 6'4, making me have a good view of her from the crown of her head to the sole of her feet. I couldn't help but notice how her small figure trembled greatly as my aura blasted her, making her lean on the canopy stand for support.

Someone with a very good height and hard body. I looked up to see and it was none other than my husband. My face was inches away from his. He was around 6’3” tall while I was 5’7”. He was towering over me. His eyes were directly in front of my eyes. I slightly tilted my head and he was staring at me with a curious glance. He raised his eyebrow l as if gasturing me to move away.

The library was easy to find because each room was labeled above the door. "ASHY?" I aimed my flashlight at the couches, but my daughter was nowhere to be found in the library. Because I knew the stairs were there, I went straight to the end of the second floor. The building had twenty-five floors, and the first and second floors were designed in a house style. The third floor, up to the top floor, was designed like a hotel. I slammed the stairwell door shut. A staff member met me along the way, which I ignored. I ran up the stairs to the fifth floor until I was out of breath. When I found the playground, a woman dressed entirely in black emerged. An outfit commonly seen on spies.

My hands were tied around his neck and eyes held extreme shock. I was deeply tortured in the past, I never expected the man who hurt me to walk on the path to heal me, with me in his hands. As soon as he walked out of his office everyone stood still in their place staring at us, the world seems so different from his height. My heels had to be long as fuck in order for me to reach him. I was only 5'5 and he, on the other hand, was around 6'4. I couldn't for the life of me reach him bare feet.

He grabs her right arm and pulls her up to stand too. Andreitte, although with resistance, stand up. They are now facing each other. But, Andreitte needs to look up at him while he needs to look down at her. He is such a tall man of around six feet and six inches height, compared to Andreitte’s height of only five feet and seven inches. Looking at each other’s eyes, a momentary peace envelop their hearts. It was like a magical feeling but Andreitte refuses to recognize it.

"Oh and Samara, call me sometime." I flip him off as he laughs, walking away. "He is way too hot for his own good," she sighs, pouting. "If you think he's hot, does that mean you think I'm hot too?" I question. Finn and I are very alike. We both have a pale complexion, which darkens only throughout summer, and dark, brunette hair. We both have round green eyes and high cheekbones, just like our mum. The main difference between us is that Finn is about a head taller than me. So many people always say; "Aren't you twins? Why are you different heights?" I googled it, even identical twins can have different heights. It's just how your genes work out, I suppose.

Karen Joy looked up at him and asked carefully. He was very tall, probably about the same height as her father. And she had the average height of a young woman. When she talked to him, she had to raise her head. It was so difficult. She raised her head high to speak to him... Karen Joy could sense something unusual. The "Brother Lionel" who accompanied her not long ago was not so tall. When she talked to him, she only needed to raise her head slightly and it wasn't that tiring. The difference in height between the two "Brother Lionels" was so big that she knew they were different people.

He said “Oh, pardon me Sir; …em…I actually have some private matters to attend to this evening” Aside from their awkward first day of meeting in his office, this was the first time Kirklin stood really close to her. He decided to sit on her table so he could maintain eye contact with her because of their height difference as he was very tall; 6’2 while she was about 5’7. She was always in high heels but decided to wear flat shoes today which made her appear really small beside Kirklin.

But the most glaring difference is his height. I had hoped — perhaps foolishly — that time would be kinder to me that I might have gained even a little ground. I’m his older sister, after all. Shouldn’t I at least be able to stand beside him without feeling like a child? Clearly, the universe disagreed. In comparison, my wish to be somewhat tall is nothing more than a pipe dream. Even with my heels, I barely reach his chest. He towers over me now, perhaps even surpassing Father. His limbs are long and lean, his shoulders broad. There’s an undeniable strength to him, evident in the way his coat shifts over the solid frame beneath.

Alfred said confidently. "Okay! Same then." Harry said that he did not make the wrong choice after knowing that their decision was one vote. "Huh? Marching is only for tall people or,” Alfred doubted whether he would be accepted if he registered with his height. Someone beside Debbie made a loud enough sound to catch attention. Because the thought was exactly like what crossed her mind so that she listened carefully to their conversation. From Debbie's observation, the pair of friends stood out because of the contrasting height difference. One was tall and slender and the other was opposite with another. Reminds her of the comedian duo from Japan 'Hanshin Kyojin'