Bill Kaulitz Height Novels & Stories

The audacity he has of not listening to a word I am saying. “Okay Ms. Williams, I was warned about your high maintenance bitchy reputation but I didn’t know the case was this bad. So listen to me now, I will be good and sweet to you, if you behave well and listen to me.” I was fuming as he said those words with a calm face. I walked up to him, to intimidate him, but the closer I got, realization dawned on me, he is a motherfucking giant. This guy is around 6’3-’4, because I was 5’9.

Even his face wasn’t the same. “Am I?” he teased. Her whole body had gone rigid, with her hands clenched on her lap. “Your bio says you’re 6 foot 4, Carlson.” “Does it?” He laughed through his reply, and her hand closed around her milkshake. She should pour the remaining content on him and call it a mistake. No, this date was a mistake. “Oops, must have meant to write 5’4.” Leila was 5’7. Unlike him, she didn’t find this funny. And when the dumbass finally noticed, he asked, “Does that bother you?”

I notice his position-left ankle propped onto the right knee, exactly how his father sits. Just as I'm going to take my hand back out of defeat, Sebastian slowly pushes himself off of the couch, and I go from looking down at him to looking up at him. I inhale sharply through my nose at how tall he is, especially compared to my height. Being five feet, five inches tall, which is actually average contrary to what many people tell me, someone over seventy inches tall, Sebastian to be exact, is a little intimidating in the business world to me. Still, I blink twice at the sudden height change before smiling flatly and waiting for his hand to make contact with mine.

He lifted their hands and flipped them over so his was on top and put them on his thigh. "You aren't that tiny...and I'm not that big...not compared to your guardian there." He reached out and tapped the back of Kahlia's seat. "Do you know how tall you are?" She shrugged. "About five-four, five-five maybe?" "Hmm." He snorted. "That's not bad, for an Omega. I like shorties around five-two to five-five, so you're perfect." He rotated his shoulders and leaned closer, dropping his head down close to her shoulder as she looked back at him. His little grin was enticing and cheeky.

He asked, "How tall are you?" I took a sip of my coffee and replied calmly, "5.6 feet." Keaton nodded, saying, "That's acceptable. I'm nearly 5.9 feet tall. Our height difference will be cute when we kiss. You'll have to stand on your tiptoes, but that's okay. I can bend down a bit." I rolled my eyes at him. "You're wrong, sir." He frowned. "What do you mean?" Just then, a tall, stern-looking man entered the coffee shop.

Keyla was getting more and more engrossed in choosing the many kinds of chocolate, until then she asked for a chocolate that was quite tall. “Mom, I want that chocolate,” said Keyla. “Oh, wait a minute, I’ll get it for you,” Camellia immediately complied with Keyla’s wish to take a Doraemon-shaped chocolate that was placed in a tall window. Because Camellia’s height can be said to be petite because she is only 165 cm, so she had a bit of difficulty picking it up plus there were many visitors jostling to take the same chocolate.

"Principal’s office. Now." Cassian chuckled. He stood up to his full height, easily towering over me. He was six-foot-two and built like a professional athlete, while I was five-nine and wearing a knit sweater that was two sizes too big. He stepped into my personal space, deliberately trying to use his size to intimidate me.

It is like he knows who this guy is and what is going on. “Kaleb what the hell is wrong?” I asked. “She is here. Elias and I can smell her.” Kaleb replied. I look over at Chris and he is standing there with a huge shit eating grin on his face. That is when I realized that he is the guy that I have seen before. He is about the same height as me which makes him 6’5” or so. His shoulder length pale strawberry blond hair has a slight wave to it. His pale bright Tanzanite blue eyes stand out against his sun kissed skin tone. He kept looking behind him, but there was no one there. Kaleb was still standing and looking around. I pinched the bridge of my nose which caused one of the women to giggle.

Klaus had arrived at the court and was already active. His agile body darted left and right, and he could even shoot perfect three pointers. He was only fifteen years old, but he was already a little taller than Dean. At an estimated height of nearly 1.8 meters, he was almost capable of performing a slam dunk. Hilda watched him play as she nibbled on one of the chocolates. If she was a few years younger, and if she hadn't met Nathan, she would have pursued Klaus.

He’s a little short when he’s standing close to Kalel, but he’s definitely taller than Butler Jin. It’s not really advisable to compare heights with Kalel because that guy is a giant. “Last time I checked. I’m about 6’2.” My lips formed a round shape. That's not actually bad. He’s just a little above teenager. It could honestly be not his final height. “Does height matters?” he asked, his smile as sweet as honeybee. I chuckled softly. “Not really. I told you I was just curious. You're hired by the way. You can start today if you like,” I replied, taking the peeled apples to Butler Jin.