Ticci Toby Height Novels & Stories

Leo melted into her, his limbs loosening, hiccups fading into soft coos. She smiled without realizing it. “Hey, little man,” she whispered. “You’re supposed to be napping.” She kissed his head. He responded by kicking his feet, tears forgotten, fingers curling into her shirt. That was when she felt it. The weight of another presence. Toby. He sat in the corner, his small body folded inward, arms wrapped tight around a teddy bear. His shoulders sadly hunched for a four year old, chin pressed down. He hadn’t moved around much since she arrived.

Mechanical creatures easily spotted her from a mile away. Victor found that Jodi wasn't boasting about her marksmanship. It was indeed impressive. She managed to hit the target about eight times out of ten. Victor was prepared to just watch her fight all the way, but a massive mechanical tiger with blue eyes, nearly seven meters tall, locked onto Victor and Jodi.

I start flirting, knowing I'm not doing a great job, but I desperately want to catch his attention. Taylor was a huge guy, and he was the polar opposite of my husband, who is skinny but developed because he serves in the military. Nick has thin blonde military cut hair, a vanilla complexion that highlights his blue eyes, and a plain chin with cheeks that makes him look cute on occasion. But the man in front of me is a beast when compared to my own husband. Taylor is a tall, powerful man who I am sure is taller than Nick. Nick is 5.08 feet tall, and I am 5.06 feet tall, but Taylor towering over me like a tree, and I can't help but flirt with him.

I sang happily and loudly right next to his ear, causing him to cringe from the loudness. "Jesus, Kota. Scare me half to death why don't ya?" He chuckled, bringing his hands under my thighs to hoist me onto his back more securely. "I try." I said with a chuckle. Tyler's 6'3 and very well built frame held me up easily, he never seemed to have a problem holding me though as we grew up. I smiled at him, my head peaked around his shoulders, catching his green eyes as he smiled back at me. "So what's up?" He asked me, ignoring his friends who were still in conversation. My eye's went wide at the question, he doesn't remember, I thought to myself.

They both turned to where the voice came from. “Ichiya, I told you not to yell so loudly in public, it's rude.” “Sorry Keito, I'm just so excited.” The two males approached them. Ichiya was a 5'7 guy who loves playing basketball. He's known for being loud and outgoing. Most of all, he thinks of Takumi as an older brother, even though they're the same age, not to mention they're in the same class. He's one hell of a flirt but has terrible luck with the ladies. Yep, a hopeless romantic.

In Thunder bay, while situation at "The MAX" was taking a dramatic turn......a young man in Toranto was standing in his balcony holding a glass of wine and staring at the Full Moon. He was tall...with an height of 6'2", broad chest , perfectly build muscles and a sharp jawline. In the moonlight, his grey eyes were sparkling like diamonds making him look like some Demi-god but....his handsome face looked gloomy...as if someone has stolen his soul from him.

But I grinned, and shook his hand. “I’m Troy,” I said, still trying to figure him out. Magic, definitely. He wasn’t too tall, about five inches shorter than me so just under six feet. He had long blonde hair, obviously spent a lot of time in the sun. He had weird tribal looking tattoos that seemed interesting. He had purple eyes, which I hadn’t even known was possible. But then again, everything about this school was the impossible. “Nice pile of bricks here. I guess it’s just us so far,” he asked, looking around.

Tommy Ritter became the man of the house overnight, but he knew that he couldn't make up for the loss of his dad to his stepmother. Tommy was a tall, handsome and lean boy at 6' 1" and 175 pounds. He was bigger than most of his classmates. However, while he appeared to be a confident teenager, he was, in fact, very shy and overly sensitive. Although he had his dad's handsome face and the bright blue eyes of his stepmom, he wasn't comfortable with girls.

He looked Sebastien up and down, completely quiet, like he was testing him out. Once we got right up to him, Tom looked straight up at his face. "How tall are you?" he asked. Sebastien blinked. Then he answered completely seriously: "One metre eighty-nine." "That's very tall," Tom said, as though issuing a verdict. "My dad is one metre ninety-eight. He's the tallest." He squinted upward. "Do you like dinosaurs?" Sebastien considered this. "The scary ones are interesting," he said. Tom stared at him, his little face twisting into a deep scowl. "No," Tom said, sighing like he had an enormous chore to do. "Scary isn't real."

A part of me deciding that Tori didn’t need the extra stress of knowing about the Elders or that they would be staying with us until the Ceremony. Tori quick to spot me as he moves to climb off Aaron’s lap before scrambling over in my direction. His 5’8 body quick as he moves to run for me. My 6 foot tall frame ready for when he jumped. A jump I catch with ease as he moves to wrap his legs around my waist. Tori’s eyes shining in happiness as I continue to hold my mate. Tori lightly panting as we move to bump heads. “Everything good little mate?” “Yeah. Especially now that you’re here to join us.”