How Tall Is Killua Novels & Stories

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.

Anakin shrugged with an annoying grin on his face. “ Also, just for the record, I never tried or even wanted to kiss you,” I poked his chest as I said firmly. “ Thinking of how I'm towering over you, it's like seeing a child throwing a tantrum,” he smirked. Such a show off, just because he is 6’3ft. “ I'm not short. I'm 5’7ft, 5’7ft!” I emphasized. Kia was probably around 6’5… why am I even thinking about his height right now?

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.

Only one person calls me that. I turned. It was him, Killian. Colt's cousin and also, my childhood friend. His long hair was sleek and sticky like he just left the shower and hadn't blow-dried it yet. His 6'7 height always left me a bit enthralled, and his extremely handsome face was his charm. He had a firm resemblance with Colt but the world would pick him as the better-looking version. I, on the other hand, would pick Colt over and over. That was how much I loved him.

I grabbed the hoodie he was holding only for him to pull it away again. “I’m gonna fucking kill that idiot” Luka groaned silently, obviously controlling the anger burning in his cerulean hues. “I’m fine, Luka” I looked at him with pleading eyes. Luka stared down at me, his six foot nine height making this taunting gaze I was trying to give him a lot tougher. With my five foot seven height, he’s making me feel like I’m Eva Longoria and he’s the Shaquille O’Neal in our staring stance.

Can't believe that we're together. I stopped pushing the wheelchair. Cakeu stood up. I held my head high. H-He's really tall. I think he's 6 feet high. His shoulders are so broad. And so his chest. His arms are so muscular. I want to lay between them. He reminds me of a Greek God. "Oh my gosh! You're like Adonis!" I knew it! He's like God Adonis! He's so appealing and a drop-dead gorgeous man! Woaaaah!

Carl said to the girl. Dhalia nodded. She almost fell when she suddenly stood up. Fortunately, the young man was fast and immediately approached her turning Dhalia closer to his own body. Carl felt a strange heat all over his system in those moments, especially when Dhalia looked up at him. He was five inches taller than her. Just like his older brother, they were both tall.

He greets. Kayola looks up at him. He is tall, about 6 feet 3 inches, with deep blue eyes. His skin, although exposed to a rigorous training, is still very healthy. His teeth are as white as his irises, and he looks at her with a very calm and warm expression on his face. “Good morning,” she replies softly, taking in his features. “I see that you have been working hard,” she states. “Well, the safety of the pack is paramount to me, and so, I do what I can.” He replies.

I was also very angry and pissed. “I'm not leaving. I will not be stepping out of your way. I will stand right here and you will not be leaving this house.” I still blocked his way and Killian was already standing so close to me. Fuck he was so tall. I was an ant compared to his height. My head was literally stopping almost above his breast area. Killian was a big and strong man, he could easily crush me to death if he wanted. But I was not intimidated. I was not going to be intimidated by Killian.

"I... I came for you." Killian paused. A dark, amused smirk played on his lips. He set the glass down on the table with a sharp clink. "For me?" He stood up then. Oh, Goddess. He was massive. At least 6'4". He towered over me, filling the room with a suffocating aura of dominance. As he walked toward me, the air felt thin, like he was sucking the oxygen out of the room. He stopped just inches away. I could feel the heat radiating off him. He smelled of rain and danger.