Rome Flynn Height Novels & Stories

This Raven woman better be good, considering Hector had threatened me to stay away from her. When Raven came on the stage, I had to avert my gaze because, my God, this Raven woman was sexy as hell. She was perfection. Raven was at least five foot nine inches tall, and I would have to say she weighed approximately around one hundred and forty pounds, and it was all muscle.

Flynn was about six feet and one inch; his eyes were roughly level with Gideon's eyebrows. Gideon was 28—just eight years older than Flynn, who was 20. Sure, he was heading toward 30, but he was still a long way from being middle-aged. There was also the fact that Gideon was strikingly handsome. With his flawless bone structure, he would be a silver fox even when he got old. He stood ramrod straight, his chiseled face sharp enough to cut glass.

Resentment clawed at my throat but at the same time, confusion nudged at me. I knew that Carl had always been taller than Flynn. He should be the same height as me—6’5 in ft— but right now, Flynn looked extremely small next to him. Wasn’t it because of his weight loss or does sickness shrink someone’s height? As I pondered deeply on those thoughts of observation, Flynn turned, his green eyes clashing with mine. My heart skipped a beat, his brows furrowing in confusion as he mouthed from afar. “Is there something on my face?”

Ryleigh was 5 foot 3 in height, and she was also dressed in a rather girlish style. Thus, she indeed looked a little short when she was standing in front of Louis, who was 6 foot 2 in height. But saying that she was flat-chested!? That might not be very aggressive, but it was extremely insulting! Colton laughed out loud. “Colton, you’re too much! You actually partnered up with such a person to bully your godmother. Do you believe that I won’t inform your mother about what you’ve just done?”

she instructed him and my eyes instantly went wide. "Absolutely not! This will not happen. You'll get hurt!" I exclaimed. "I guess this will be enough motivation." Olivia smirked. "No! This is not a motivation!" I snapped and walked over to Rayne. "Get your head out of your ass," I whispered angrily. "Shall we start Chris?" She ignored me. "Chris, I forgot to tell you. I have a fear of heights," she told him. She was challenging me. She knew I would do whatever I could to get her down before she hurt herself. It felt as if I was walking on thin ice and I had to be extremely careful because if I did not, she would get hurt.

He just looked at me and nodded his head. Now all that is out of the way, allow me to introduce myself, my name is Dylan Riley and I'm 17 years old. My hair is a dark brunette almost black in color and my eyes are simple brown. My height is roughly 5"6 and I am a student at high school. My younger brother, Freddie, is 6 years old and I often find him in trouble, hence the reason I have to help him out.

Ryan roared as he struggled. Emily was a tall girl around 6'3ft, she had long white hair that she liked to tie in a ponytail to the side. Her body was muscular as she trained her body into a fighting machine. Though her exterior was intimidating, she was a softy on the inside that loved to smile. She was also fierce, especially when it comes to protecting those she cared about.

He slid underneath him, turned his body over and propelled himself over his shoulder. Alpheus was standing at 6 feet 10 inches tall, while Avery was 5 feet 9inches tall. He had to use his height to his advantage. It’s the only way he would win this fight. After landing on Alpheus’ shoulders, Alpheus dropped their bodies back and Avery’s back was in pain, but he wasn’t going to give up.

Zale hid behind me, as if he can hide, he is basically taller than me. "And? What do you want?" I asked. The man with wings was taken aback as I look at the elder with fiery eyes. The man yelled when something was burning beside him, but Zale immediately extinguished it. "The wind told us that you are planning to save Zephyrine. Please, I ask of you fated ones, help us to have our princess back. This knight-dom is not as peaceful as it seems, they are simply using my daughter's power and draining her." The man with wings cried. I looked at him, so he is Lady Zephyrine's father?

Roy. Grateful as she was for Lydia’s acquiescence towards her questions, she was still curious, perhaps beyond whatever information Lydia could give her. She wanted to know him more, she couldn’t explain why she felt a strong connection to him, but she wanted to understand that connection, she needed to figure out why she had a strong urge to go to him the entire time she was at that table, as much as she liked big guys, she would be the first to admit that Roy did not give off the vibes of your average ‘big guy’, he was much bigger than someone she thought she would like though. She had imagined someone around 6ft.3” at most, not above 6ft.6”, he was fearful in size, but all she could see w