House Tallhart Novels & Stories

Daniel teased her walking past to the breakfast table and Rose and Alberto laughed simultaneously. "Ugh!! I'm not a bunny and I'm not short either. You are a freaking Hulk, I can't do anything about that." Edna retorted sitting on the chair. Yes, she was not short she was 5'6" but Daniel was 6'6" so he was about a head taller then her.

I asked for classification. “Yep. As you can see, just sitting on the floor, Ivan is massive. So, I’m sorry to tell you this, but while you are mountains and taller than most, he is around two and a half meters… er… eight feet tall.” Zoe explained. Holy shit! Gunnar and I are tall guys. I’ve never met someone taller than us. And now we’d be related to one. This must be what Zoe meant when she taunted Gunnar over his claim of being bigger. Not that I want to consider Zoe knowing any details about her sister’s mate’s dick.

“Good.” “Torin Hale.” The tall guy from earlier steps forward. He’s about 6'2", all long limbs and wiry strength. He’s not built like Xander or Tobias—no hulking tank—but you can tell he’s solid under that lean frame. Definitely not Alpha blood, but maybe a Beta or Delta. His dark auburn hair is tied in a messy knot at the nape of his neck, but a few strands have escaped and fall into his face. It looks cool,

Did his face mean absolutely nothing to her? His fans were screaming their heads off outside the set today. Did Cassandra just not have a "hot guy alert" system? Cassandra gave him an irritated glare. "You're really getting on my nerves." Harley heard the annoyance in her voice and reluctantly stood up straight. He was tall and lean, with a perfect physique. Cassandra was only about 1.6 meters tall. Even in heels, she looked tiny next to him. She kept her arms crossed, looking completely over the conversation.

Nicole came closely, whispering in my ear, almost hard for me to hear as the loud music still thumps in my ear, "you know, if there's one person you would want to break all your rules to, it's Ezra Sommers, Demie! -- hot, mysterious, and I bet you won't regret it!" I sighed, thinking that she was talking nonsense, "yeah right, Nicole! I appreciate your concern, but that's never gonna happen! -- I mean, look at me?! look at all this!? there's no way in hell he would even notice me!" I said, gesturing my hand trying to prove my point. Seeing all these up-scale people, looking lavish, and high maintenance, compared to me in my white sneakers and crippled outfit that I've worn since breakfast, m

She felt like a child who had wondered into an R rated movie. "Our employees are all chosen for their exceptional physical traits. All the men are at least six feet tall, all are younger than thirty, and all are-" Here Mrs. Hartley hesitated, making Emma look up. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she held her hands a little over a foot apart. "-well endowed," she finished. "The ladies are also chosen carefully," she continued. "They are all well-toned and have a bra size of at least DD. A dozen ladies are available for fantasy play, as well as more than twenty males."

Please review attendee list. I opened it without interest, scanning through names and companies I didn't care about. Then I stopped, my heart suddenly pounding so hard I thought I might pass out. Hart Worldwide - CEO Bella Hart - Confirmed Hart Worldwide. Bella Hart. My hands shook as I pulled up the company information. International acquisitions firm, offices in London, Singapore, and New York. Founded by Bella. Current valuation: $500 million. And the CEO's photo: Bella. My Bella. Older, harder, wearing a power suit and an expression that could freeze. But unmistakably her, those amber eyes staring at the camera with an intensity that made my chest ache.

In this vibrant mall, Nora's beauty shines as a beacon of elegance and charm, adding an extra layer of enchantment to an already lively atmosphere. Nora's heart sank as she stood frozen, staring at the empty shelves that had once displayed the coveted Princess Belle toys. Disappointment washed over her, threatening to dampen her spirits. However, amidst her despair, her attention was caught by a tall figure, standing at an impressive 6'4" with a full head of dark hair.

I never expected to be accepted as one of the Hot Shot members when I applied for senior year. I had the physical ability and the appearance to join, but not the height. I'm 5 feet 2 inches, and I fear it would have hindered me since I wasn't as tall as the members. I'm glad my height didn't ruin my dream.