Rohan Marley Height Novels & Stories

Nisha's pov "Rohan can you please help me with this." I asked holding the box of books. "Of course shorty." he smirked and took the box from me. I gasped loudly hearing his words. "Rohan what you mean by shorty. I am not short." I said glaring at him. "Ya. You are not short. You are little." he said and passed me for keeping the box on top of the cupboard. "I am not little Rohan. My height is 5 ft 4 inches." I emphasized.

Jermaine puffed out his chest for others to see, clawed at the ground as if he was ready to attack, and kept his growling under his hot breath. It seemed like the cheers exploded the excitement within him. But in my view, he just looks frivolous. Like a cocky amateur fighter who hasn't seen the real world. On the other hand, Rohan looks composed. If I must mention it, he doesn't need to style himself by puffing out his chest or stretching his claws because his body is already big. I'm not exaggerating when I say that his body is as big as two tree rings and half the height of a big tree. I'm sure some people here who accept reality will agree with me.

His eyes are wide with pure, unfiltered disbelief. 'They're measuring me like livestock,' his expression says. I bite my lip hard to keep from laughing. This is horrible. This is insane. But gods, the look on his face... One of the elders approaches Rhain with the measuring stick. "Stand straight, candidate." Rhain doesn't move. The man hesitates, then carefully reaches up and holds the stick against Rhain's side. He has to stand on a block to reach the top of Rhain's head. "Six feet and seven inches," the elder announces.

Interesting. I stared at the man in utter shock. He was a giant in his late forties or early fifties, maybe around 1.98 meters tall and weighing around 260 pounds. He wasn’t bulky on steroids, but muscly, making his white crisp shirt too tight on his skin. “Damian Rosenheim?” I extended my hand. He shook my hand firmly. “Mr. Mad Shanewood.” He then went to shake hands with the guys behind my parents and me, introducing himself.

He also had a cousin who he was quite close to. Those were the few information on Zayne Marshall that I could gather. I forgot to mention that he was very good looking as well. He had beautiful brown eyes that dazzled even in daylight, shiny black hair, perfectly shaped muscular physique,his height was also a perfect 6'1 and he usually had a resting bitch face that made him even sexier. Well, those were my own observations.

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.

76 metres. Leqaria was only 1.54 metres and reached below his broad muscular chest. “Yeah, what do you think this place is for? Tea party?” Melamist Groess stood beside the tall boy and she was a girl. She too was taller than Leqaria at 1.61 metres in height.

I cross my arms over my breasts, as if that would solve the problem, since I have more than half of my thighs exposed. "What are you doing here?" I asked fearfully. ""I've been waiting for you, I wanted to see you now," he said, getting up. Marco must be around 6,1 meters tall, which is too tall for me, I'm only 1.70, and that's not even short, he was like a mountain of muscles, as well as a beauty that lived up to his reputation as a womanizer. "I want you to leave," I told him harshly, but he approached slowly.

He raised his brows and became tongue-tied. Rohit did not say anything due to embarrassment but when he saw that Sofia and Adil had just come from outside to inside, he started asking them "Did you just see three girls running out? One of them was quite long, I think it would be about 175 centimeters and the other one was wearing a sky blue color dress that was a little shorter than that her about 168 or 170 centimeteres around and the third one who wore a pink color top and sunglasses, she was the smallest. Her high should be around 150 to 160 centimeters."

"That's right, my sweet Kylie. You're so clever. Go quickly and invite Mr. Harris for a drink!" Kylie obediently stood up. This girl had a height of about 1.7 meters, even taller than Richard Harris when she wore high heels. When women are too tall, it doesn't give the feeling of a small bird nestling against them. Sometimes it's better to be a bit shorter. As he thought about it, the adorable figure of Roxana Nelson appeared in his mind. Strangely, he was thinking about Roxana Nelson, a girl only about 1.6 meters tall.