Matt Cornett Height Novels & Stories

Cordy smiled in greeting, appearing very polite. "Hiya back." Bob held out his hand for a handshake, but tactfully withdrew his hand when he noticed a look from John. How petty! "That's Sam Saunders." Cordy turned towards the man standing near the edge, who was the tallest among them at around six foot two. His blonde buzzcut certainly showed personality, just as he was as fashionable as he was naturally attractive. In fact, the first thought Cordy had of him was that it was a waste he was not a fashion model.

Tonight, the silvery maiden's quarter orb in the night sky gleamed exceptionally bright, expressing to me that I don't need to be whole to shine. My cousin landed an awesome mate. Chad's an eye-catcher with a square-shaped face that stops hearts. He's roughly 6'4 in height of unapologetic muscles with faux-hawk neutral brown hair and light brown eyes and prominent facial features. He was smart, strategic, tough, and the overprotective kind. Additionally, he was a former football star and did not take crap from anyone. Now his admirers can only look but don’t touch.

I have other candidates to meet. Mr Belmontt rises from his chair and reaches out to me. I can see the size of it and I feel like a dwarf, I do not consider myself low, I am average with my 1.68 and this man must be at least 1.92. I stand up and shake his hand, his grip is firm and makes me a little uncomfortable, nods in farewell and leaves the room that seems a little smaller now. I pass by Anastasia and receive a friendly smile that makes me like her even more, seems to be a good person.

I look down at my clothes, I’m wearing sneakers that are fit for this terrain, “would it be bad to say yes?” He chuckles, “it just doesn’t look comfortable, that’s all.” As I approach him, he stands from his push-up position, if I were taller, we’d be chest to chest. I’m pretty average for a woman. Five foot four and a half, because the half counts. “Go grab some waters and we can get going,” Corbin instructs me. I feel his eyes on me as I turn to retrieve the drinks. These shorts aren’t that short. Are they?

Emma's pov "MATE" Zoe throws the word out but I can tell she's not happy about this. She pretty much grunts the word out but there's no excitement in her tone. What the fuck is going on? I look up to the man in front of me and he's seriously frigging tall and has to crane his neck to look down at me, he has to be at least 6ft8 he is an absolute giant and I swear I've never seen anyone this tall in my life. He has short jet black hair and green eyes, he's muscular and is definitely of a higher ranking.

All the girls looked at each other and Katelynn said well he is human. Is your mate hot and they all said Cindy!!!! Well I haven't found my mate yet so I have live vicariously through all of you until I do. Yes, my mate is pretty hot he's 6'3" tall with Ice blue eyes and brown hair. How is he in the other department? she said. Oh my goodness, I am not answering that question. If you must know we haven't mated yet, because of what is happening with Alpha Daniel.

I had spent so much time around guys that I guess they had started to rub off on me. Now back to the story at hand. I was beating my cock when I heard footsteps coming down the back stairs. I figured that it was my brother Matt, who was 17 years old. Although he was three years younger than me, he was a couple inches taller at 6’4”. He had short, dirty blond hair, tan skin, and a thin, muscular upper body which he had shaped from lifting weights. He had more success with women than I did, although I still had fantasized about having sex with him before. Just in case he decided to come into the living room, I quickly slid my dick back into my pants. However, this action did not do much to hid

He was actually as intimidating as Zayn. He appeared to have a skinny figure, but he was very tall. He stood at an astonishing height of 1.9 meters and that was why he appeared so skinny. Moreover, he ranked eighth on the Olympian list and had defeated quite a number of highly skilled fighters in his life. In his eyes, Zayn was just an amateur.

I managed to get Jett on his back when I did that. “You’re bigger than Jett.” I commented. “Yeah. I am, but that doesn’t mean anything. Not to you. You’ve got really long legs. How tall are you?” He asked. “6 feet.” I say. “Yeah. I think you might be able to do it.” He says. “I can try. You’ve got more muscle as well. There will have to be a lot more weight that my legs have to support.” I say. “Give it a go.” He says.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Stanley. I won't run inside again." He studied me and gave one stiff nod. "Alright. Don't let it happen, girl." Pressing my lips together, I nodded obediently and spoke with a quiet voice. "Yes, sir." "That's better." His eyes fell to the bottle as he poured more alcohol into the mug. My mug. Knock. Knock. Knock. Saved by the door! I fast walked to the entry and opened it.. "Matt?" I glanced up to see Casey's ex. He had to be like six or seven feet tall. I was only five two, so Matt was like a giant, but he was a sexy giant. Like Casey, Matt was captain of the Varsity basketball team.