Tall Women Novels & Stories

Like, short. The average woman in the pack was around five-foot-nine. Some were taller, and some were shorter by only a margin of a couple of inches. I, on the other hand, was five feet five inches tall. Almost half a foot shorter than all the women. And considering that all the men were taller than the women, that made them all tower over me.

It was unfortunate however, that Zandor wasn't easy to breach; and a group of gods and goddesses were having to learn that the hard way. "Is this the thirtieth time already?" a large man who easily towered over most others with a height beyond 2 meters, frowned. Next to him was another of a similar size, and this man too had a scowl on his face. "Thirty first actually," a woman who was as slender as a bamboo shoot with a face as pale as a sheet of paper smiled blandly and offered a correction. Although she looked like a person who was deathly ill, her face was so beautiful that even the most skilled of artisans would be tripping over themselves to create a masterful attire for her.

“This is your room. You’ll take the longest to get ready, so please don’t dawdle. My room is on your right, and Eason’s is on your left.” Nyla nodded and reached for the handle. The manager intercepted and opened the door for her. Stepping inside, Nyla found three of the most stunningly beautiful women she had ever beheld. Each of them was well over six feet tall, taller even than Nyla herself. Lithe and slender, they could have been twins if not for their different coloring. The first was paler than Nyla, and her long blonde hair piled high on top of her head. The second shared the warm coloring, dark hair, and hooded eyes that dominated the Fifth District, with features sharper than most.

They were so shocked and surprised at the sight of the extremely tall to the point of being giant sized next to them, perfectly proportioned, A****n type woman who proudly strode from the thick group of trees that had kept her hidden from sight that they didn’t notice the other females who’d stealthily approached from an opposite direction. A squeal of protest escaped Kendra as several surprisingly strong females of equal height and size as the one who’d interrupted their love making pulled her off Rex while more women pinned his powerful body onto the ground to prevent him from getting up. If they were exerting themselves to accomplish this, it didn’t show. Their strength was astounding.

A sharp, rhythmic clapping snapped me out of it. The woman who walked in was a legend. I’d seen her on the screens at the Virelli Luxury Plaza a dozen times. She was nearly six feet tall, dressed in a white power suit that cost more than a biker’s custom rig. Her skin was a deep mocha, her eyes like polished almond stones. She moved with the sleek, dangerous grace of a leopard. “Girls!” Delilah Vance called out, her voice like velvet-wrapped steel. The 'Madame.'

Too many strange things are happening and I kept meeting strange, beautiful people. Now that I can take a good look at the tall one, I’m sure these young women are also Inhumanly beautiful, after they cleaned up, their wounds tended and they ate something, their beauty will truly show. We came around the castle and kept walking towards where I came from. I could see the other two women waiting for us at the edge of the clearing. At the sight of her sisters the tall one picked up her pace, I could barely keep up with her. My heart was beating fast, not just from the brisk walk, almost running pace, but also from the knowledge that once we were at a safe distance from that dreadful castle, I w

“It’s like the Sport’s Illustrated swimsuit edition threw up all over this beach, and I’m the only one whose legs aren’t two miles long.” Bree chuckled nervously. Lilly was right. The other women all looked a lot more like supermodels than either one of them. It wasn’t that Bree and Lilly weren’t attractive--they just weren’t built the same way. The shortest of the girls standing with Monica had to be five foot ten at least with the kind of legs a guy would die to have wrapped around him--all the way around him. Swallowing hard, Bree said, “It’ll be fine. You’re cute, Lilly. Besides, aren’t you related to most of these guys?”

And just like that a blurry voice and an image that she assumed that was part of her memory appeared in her mind. 'A woman's worth is more than a man could never work for. A woman is a powerful person who gives light. A woman has been given a womb and a man's part and yet she can give life. A woman has been given a house and yet she made it a home that is full of warmth. A woman is someone who was given a simple thing but can give back precious treasures. A woman has never been worthless. Always remember you are a woman. And you are worth it"

The woman was tall, she had long black and grey hair that stopped just a few inches above her shoulders, and she had grey eyes, beautiful olive skin, and full red lips. Her eyes were slanted at the corners and her ears almost looked like they were pointy at the edges. She was like an elven beauty, Halle couldn’t look away. Damn. She thought. She looks, even more prettier than she did in the pictures. She was wearing a white pants suit that looked anything but pure on her beautiful body she was slender but curvy in all the right places, her body straight and in her eyes, a no-nonsense expression, she wasn’t one to be messed with…see looked to be in her early forties but Halle knew better, on

But she’s content with life. She’s a tall woman, 5'6, she’s dark-skinned, she has chocolate brown skin so good, you'd think it tastes like chocolate. She has big dark brown eyes and an oval-shaped face. Her black curls fell down her shoulders to her back, and her body is shapely and voluptuous. She has a small waist and a flat stomach. Most women that see her envy her. How can she have thick thighs and a flat stomach at the same time, well she is black, nothing is impossible.