Vic Fuentes Height Novels & Stories

"Alright, so what's the person's name?" Tessa was trying to control her emotions. She wanted to ask a different officer to help her, but apparently, Mr. Soduko here is all she got. "Vida Vance. 28 years old. About 5'4 tall. She wears glasses; has long, wavy, brown hair, amber eyes, and fair skin. She's also wearing her Burn's bar uniform." Mr. Soduko painstakingly took note of Tessa's description of Vida. Tessa was ready to climb over the desk and shake the police officer to get him to write faster.

I blurted out. "Huh?" He turned fully to me; this single action of his made my eyes glue to his inked, hard-corned chest and muscular arms with bulging veins and biceps bubbling at every reflex. I also noticed how tall he was when he was bringing me into hiding; if my brain isn't mistaken, he is about 7 ft. I was even reaching his lower torso. What a shame. "Who told you that?" He approached me, handing over a glass of tequila for me, which I collected and had a sip from.

He said. I took a moment to admire him. Lord, but he was divine. Over six feet tall with a head full of inky black hair, sharp blue eyes, and a bone structure that rivaled Michelangelo’s greatest work. A leanly muscled body was encased in a dark, tailored suit with a dark, silky shirt inside. He looked like he’d just stepped off a GQ magazine. How the hell had he gotten in here? Who the hell was Vittoria?

, she reaffirmed. Vladimir looked back at Katharine. They sounded convinced about what they were saying and honest too. But Vladimir wasn't done with his questions. "Can you describe his physique to us?", Vladimir asked. He and Katharine had seen the vampire hybrids in battle before and could tell his physique if it was described back to them. "He is very tall, at least 6 feet, 7 inches tall. He has an athletic build and a handsome face. He looks powerful but for a human, he doesn't stand a chance against vampires like us", Charles said confidently.

he proudly said. I was too stunned to speak. Honestly, I didn't anticipate this man to be so gentle and kind towards me. He behaves as if he were my servant. He consistently surprises me with everything he does. I am more convinced that he is more than just a rebel. As I gaze upon his small attractive face, undeniably, Teofilo possesses that V-shaped chin. His lower lip is full and the upper lip is quite appealing. He has thick, well-groomed, straight eyebrows that complement the appearance of his almond-shaped double-eyelid eyes. His nose is aesthetically pleasing and soft. His skin tone is slightly darker, and he stands at a height of 1.79 meters.

Fiona Forger shook her head, and he didn't say anything else, but his steps seemed to slow down a bit. As they walked, Fiona Forger stole glances at the tall, dignified man beside her. He was tall! Probably not less than 1.85 meters, while she was 1.64 meters tall, which wasn't short compared to other girls, but standing next to him, she was a head shorter, barely reaching his shoulders. He had straight features, thick eyebrows, and bright eyes. He exuded a powerful aura, the kind of man that made many girls fall for him, right? At least she knew there were a few.

God, I hated being bugged, but it was still better him than Helen. "Fine," I grumble and the door opened and he entered. He cleared his throat before he crossed the room, still dressed in his work uniforms and gestured to the bed with his hand as if asking if he could sit. "Sure, why not?" I say grumpily. Victor sat on the edge of the bed and ran a stubby hand through his short messy brown hair. He wasn't very short but he wasn't very tall either which left him somewhere around five feet nine inches. Victor was a bit bulky, from all the workouts he did but the look was ideal for him. Most women would say it made him look more attractive, but it just made him look okay for a guy his height.

He tapped out a quick message to his contact: "Full background check on this individual. Urgent." Again, his phone buzzed. "Apologies, sir," the informer's voice rushed, "I almost forgot to tell an important detail about the stalker. The height of the person ranges between 168 to 172 cm. Given the lower end of that range, a possibility that the individual is female." "Huh! wait.... Women?" Aaron's shock was palpable, his eyes widening. "Yes, sir. The initial assessment leaned towards a shorter male, but it is highly possible supposed to be female. The informer confirmed.

Of course, given who his opponent was, the chances of a successful attempt were extremely low. Valentine's bare upper body, exposed above his pants, exuded an extremely threatening aura. His broad shoulders and steel-like frame were tightly packed with muscles, leaving no gaps between them. His hanging arms likewise appeared to be forged from steel-like muscles that seemed impervious even to knife wounds, their power evident just from looking at them. His tall frame, standing just over 190 cm, maintained through at least two hours of intense exercise daily in the basement, was itself a terrifying weapon. What made it even more frightening was that, whether due to his height or his body's sle

She mistook him for a girl. “Vince… I can't believe this,” she said after a while of taking in the 5'9 feet tall man. He was all rippled with broad shoulders. Alana knew Vincent wasn't one to spend time in the gym. But the way his boy was perfectly sculpted showed his gym dedication. “Alana, nice to see you too,” Vincent chuckled and gracefully sat down. His small brown eyes darted around the room and Alana could tell he was amused, “The rumors are true…and here I came to confirm…you outdid yourself Ms…”