Justin De Dios Height Novels & Stories

Physically, the trio was just as mismatched. Zhao Kai stood at an impressive 190 cm, with doctors casually mentioning he might still grow taller in the future. Liu Jian wasn’t far behind at 185 cm, also holding out hope for another growth spurt. And then there was Yang Jun. At 175 cm, he was informed, very bluntly, that his growing days were over. If he ever grew again, it would be by at most 0.2 cm. The news hit harder than expected, especially when Liu Jian shot past him in height not long after.

He was like a heavenly-crafted kind of man. Based on my quick observation, regardless of being seated, he could have stood an imposing 185 cm. tall. He has a chiseled build that is characterized by his powerful muscles, broad chest, and toned arms. His face is distinguished by perfectly-placed features including a sharp jawline, high cheekbones, and a straight nose. Apart from that, he also had hypnotic blue eyes that captivated my poor heart. He then moved out of his seat and offered me one across from him. Justine was wrong about him. He expected that Norman could be such a jerk, thinking he would let me sit next to him, but he didn't.

Luka asked me trying to hide his amusement. “Ah yeah! I sassed. “I am five feet nothing compared to your 7 feet tallness!” “I am 7 feet 2, thank you!” Luka sassed back. “What, really?” I gasped. I knew he was tall. But I didn’t realize he was really over 7 feet. I know Jordan is 6 feet 10 inches tall, and Joel is 6 feet 8 inches tall. “You think I am lying?” Luka towers over me. I automatically gulped. Looking up at him.

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.

“Come here and let me show you what I’m made of.” The Bible story of David and Goliath came to mind when Justin’s six-foot three-inch frame towered over her. There was no way such a petite woman could harm one little hair on his body. He moved toward her like an animal hunting its prey. She withdrew with each step he came closer, her eyes sparkling.

"This should be enough, Khaleed. I don't think my Beta warrants this kind of punishment just because he provokes you." Justin said as he tries to grab Khaleed's upper arm however, his hand only brushed past on Khaleed's clothes. He couldn't even grab Khaleed's upper arm fully and everyone in the crowd saw that and makes no effort to stifle a laugh. Justin's face contorted and red in humiliation. His hand is too small compared to Khaleed's, not to mention, Khaleed is bigger in every form compared to him and even several inches taller than him, towering him like a fucking statue.

My eyes nearly pop out of my head. “See, that’s the kind of reaction I’m talking about.” “Jesus, Diesel,” I say, looking away. “I thought you said it had you a little worked up.” “A little much then?” “I’d say that qualifies as more than a little worked up, yeah.” I try to keep my eyes focused on the wall in front of me, but it’s difficult when your friend’s dick is right there, pulsing with life. Diesel is big. Like, really fucking big. His size matches his massive frame, and that’s saying something. The dude’s 6’4” and 225 pounds. The tallest guy on the team, much to Cole’s annoyance.

I had my ass back on the bed just in time when Tatum rips the door open, stepping into the room dripping wet with a towel wrapped around his hips. If he wasn’t such an arrogant douche with a background of being a serial cheater, I would have been drooling at the sight of him now. He was gorgeous, I notice as Diana presses forward, examining him from head to toe. Once again, I could feel her falling head over heels for the man, with his six-foot five height, toned abs, and a rock-hard body, not forgetting his seemingly angelic face. Yet I have to admit, he had so much similarity to Hades, I thought to myself. I can’t help but compare the two, and Diana sighs.

Miles returned, flexing his huge biceps as he gave a wicked smile. One would have thought Justin would be bothered by the statement, but he wasn't even affected in the tiniest bit. I knew it was because he was super sure of his relationship with Ella. It was something that Miles, in his six feet five inches, black hair, silver eyes, and excessively muscled glory couldn't ruin. "That's what you console yourself with, isn't it?" Justin said and Miles's face fell. "Are we talking about my sex life?" I asked, my deep voice growing slightly deeper, catching their attention.

they were pure magic. He had a playboy outlook, his hair a combination of gold and black though rough looked so good on him. His shoulders were broad and toned abs not in any way hidden by the deep blue slim fit shirt with black pants he had on. His lips are so full and enticing. His expensive cologne made my nose tingle and makes me want to go closer to him. He just stood frozen at a spot, while our eyes did what our lips failed to do. That instance I remembered how short my towel was, it barely even covered my tiny ass. I felt embarrassed but safe.