Akira Akbar Height Novels & Stories

She was 165 cm tall, but with 8-cm tall heels, she became more than 170 cm tall. Together with Kieran, who was 185 cm tall, they attracted everyone’s attention. Kieran was handsome. Whenever he decided to be serious during official situations, he appeared to be a professional elite instead of the flighty man he was in private. When they were about to deliver Richard his present, Carol hesitated. She looked around because she was worried that she would run into Titus again. But Abatus Black and Melecio Black, Richard’s eldest and second son, were the only ones standing beside Richard.

I am Akira. Those who are close enough to me say that I am pretty. True enough, the perfect shape of my face complements my facial features. Hazel-blue eyes, thick lashes, prominent nose, red kissable lips, fair skin complexion. I stand five feet and five inches tall in my athletic body belt.

He was caught off guard by a question from the new god. - What is your height? - Kurayami questioned him. Tsuki Miki amidst her groan said. – 1.88 tall and 95 kilos – Tsuki Miki said. – I'm not small. - And you? – Tsuki Miki questioned. Kurayami stretched out on his huge bed, and still naked, he said with pride. – I am 2.88 tall and I weigh 823 kg. – Kurayami said.

And said, " Vikram what is your height? " " 5' 11".... Why?? But it may increase by one or two-inch. " " I am taller than you, so that makes me 6 feet tall?? If I gain some more height then our parents would have to find a girl who is at least 5'8"... Right? Sahil I have found one such girl... All the best to you... Find someone and our mom would not have to worry then....." He said that loud enough so that I could hear it...

After saying those words, I went back to my seat and ate my siomai rice like nothing happened. Akira Dela Cruz is a popular guy in our school. Girls drool at his almost perfect physical features, and his pair of brown eyes is the most charming thing about him. He is tall, maybe six point five. He is white. His dark slightly wavy hair is long enough that it reaches his elbows. He always ties his hair in a high ponytail. He has a muscular body. Lastly, he always get excellent grades in all of his subjects. He took a course related with agriculture, and it looks cute seeing a handsome guy planting and caring for plants.

she added "I understand perfectly your highness" Amira said "And Amir is also totally off limits, if you know what I mean. He'll be married to Becka soon" queen Tarah said. Amira felt terrible. She knew it wouldn't be long before this woman starts hating her, because Keon was very strong headed regarding his feelings for her and Amir is the father of her child. She had the heart of her son and the heir of her to be son in law. Tarah went closer to the cot and looked at the sleeping baby

Zanele Okafor "Why do your giant boots choose to stand by my small sink to watch my paws wash?" I ask, my eyelashes fluttering fast as my eyes tilt up to track the immense alpha frame towering over my short height. Idris Blackthorne stands nearly one hundred and ninety centimeters tall, his overly-handsome face looking like it was specially sculpted from midnight rock by the ancient moon spirits, and the heavy obsidian wrist piece on his arm glitters with a cold, sharp silver light that makes his raw aura stunningly seductive. Every single thing about his posture is completely gorgeous without carrying a single drop of exaggeration.

She could still hear the running feet of the students. Dika snorted, her defiance as sharp as her tongue. She was the only one who dared to talk back to Nyxoria and live to tell the tale, the only one who had stood by her side on her first day at the Arcane. Dika was a tall, striking young woman, standing at 5'9. Her deep, rich dark complexion complemented her dark hair, which was meticulously plaited into neat cornrows that flowed freely at the end of her ponytail, adding to her commanding presence. She wasn’t just Nyxoria’s best friend; she was her fiercest ally, the most skilled fighter in the Arcane, and a daughter of the A****n Queen herself.

Lady Akira said. "Thank you very much," I said with tears swelling up in my eyes. "No don't cry, you've cried enough," she said. As we were eating, a man in his late sixties came in. He was handsome, and I immediately guessed it was her husband, Amun, looks just like him. "Kaidaira, this is my husband, Anwar, my love this is the girl I told you about last night," she said. I stood up and bowed my head as a sign of respect.

“Kristen, are you ready?” Jacob asked. He was being very impatient with me. His shaggy black hair was getting into his crystal clear blue eyes. Looking over, I watched him run his hands through his hair. Jacob was hot, I’ve give him that. Very muscular and tall at 6’1” but not exactly my type. Fun to flirt with but not my type.