Timothee Height Novels & Stories

“Now, can you get up by yourself?” “You need to support me. I need to lean on you to have the strength.” “Okay, okay!” Serena reluctantly stretched out her hand. Xavier grabbed it and, with her help, slowly managed to stand up. Before she could even breathe a sigh of relief, his head drooped onto her shoulder. “Hey, what are you doing?!” “I’m dizzy. Let me lean on your shoulder.” Serena glanced sideways. Xavier was 1.88 meters tall. For him to rest his head on her shoulder, which was less than 1.7 meters, he had to bend his body at an awkward angle.

His arm was strong, securing her in place so that she couldn't move away. "She likes you? Dream on! I wonder where you got that swollen head of yours!" Xavier was six feet and two inches tall, whereas Simon was only five feet and ten inches tall. Simon had to look up at Xavier, and he hated that.

Desperate to maintain some semblance of composure, she turned her gaze away. "I made breakfast," he announced. "You cook?" Celine asked, her eyes widening in surprise. Ermanno nodded. Celine craned her neck upwards, her gaze locked on Ermanno's towering figure. "How tall are you?" she asked, her curiosity piqued by his imposing height. "Six feet eight," he replied, a hint of amusement in his voice. Celine’s mouth gaped slightly at his revelation. "You're really tall," she said, her eyes growing wide with apprehension. "It's a bit intimidating, actually. I don't like standing in front of tall people."

he was over seventeen meters tall, which was almost as tall as Victor's mech! His length was even more astonishing. Including his large tail, he was fifty meters long!

I wait for him downstairs, and soon, the black car pulls up. He gets out of the car, handsome as always, but he seems more charming today of all days. He is probably more than 1.70 meters, and I was 1.64. I need to wear high heels to see him at least. “Lamborghini then?” I smile sideways.

Why this one especially? ‘Connie, my love, twenty-two plus twenty-two makes forty-four.’ ‘Obviously! We’ve established that.’ She turned me round and looked at my upper pen mark. ‘If forty-four inches was up to your butt, you would have to be about ninety-five inches tall. That’s nearly eight feet, or,’ she paused to calculate, ‘that would make you over two metres forty. Your lover – what’s he called?’ ‘Tannhäuser.’ ‘What?’ ‘You heard.’

Unfortunately. "I wouldn't be responsible for what happens if you keep staring at me like that," his voice snapped me out of my trance. My eyes widened at how close his face was to mine. I batted my eyelashes in shock and cleared my throat. I wiggled out of his grip and landed on the ground. I almost sprained my leg upon landing. He is so far from the ground. Just how tall is he? "Seven foot three inches," he said. "Huh?"

Nathan looked surprised. But the reasons were not thoroughly investigated. The Sanchez Group. Theo wore sunglasses and a well-tailored black suit, accompanied by a white shirt. Two years of overseas living had caused his height to suddenly shoot up again. Originally 175cm tall, he now stood at 188cm. Despite being in his early twenties, his rich experiences and worldly encounters made him much more mature than his peers. Coupled with his deliberately slicked-back hairstyle, he appeared very sharp.

Since I’d never seen his face clearly, I felt my jaw drop. Who are these guys? They are so tall (I found out later that Damian was 1.88m tall, and Rai was 1.82m tall). And oh-my-Gawd, the vision of them walking toward me was a sight to behold. Long legs, lean muscular bodies with to-die-for facial features.

That is Izzat's signature. However, when he's smiles, dimples form on both of his cheeks, adding a stunning effect on his handsome face. Izzat has the average height of most boys his age. He is 178 cm, which is five cm shorter than Fakhrul. His body is also lean, with a pair of long, slender legs. If you wished to rank him in terms of looks only, claiming the top three spot was an easy feat.