Sebastian Croft Height Novels & Stories

When I finally looked up, my stomach did a strange little flip that I immediately resented. Sebastian Kane was not what I had expected at all. He was tall, well over six feet, with broad shoulders that filled out his crisp light blue button down shirt perfectly. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing strong veined forearms that looked like they belonged to someone who worked with his hands. His jaw was sharp and defined, his dark eyes intense and focused, and his presence seemed to take up the entire room without any effort. He looked about twenty eight, confident and composed in a way that immediately irritated me. He was far too attractive for a tutor, and that fact only made

“One more word, Ezraiah, and you’ll be knotting your own damn hands. Try me.” Ezra’s throat worked around nothing. His fingers twitched at his sides, aching to touch, to hold, to submit. This five-foot-three Omega—barefoot, flushed, furious was standing there like a storm in a teacup, and somehow he was the one trembling. An Alpha over six feet tall, broad and built for dominance—yielding. To him. To Sebastian. Ezra, still staring at Sebastian like he’d just watched something sacred unravel, only shook his head. “You should go.”

Sebastian said, placing his hand intimidatingly on top of the car, beside Zeno's head. Zeno blinked his eyes to refocus on the person who was now standing too close to him. At that moment, he realized that Sebastian was a head taller than him, and more muscular too. He wondered what his workout routine would look like for him to maintain that kind of ripped look, even though he, as a boxer, didn't look as hot as he did. Hot? He shook his head and looked away from his boss. "Sorry," He apologized for stalling and quickly went to move away, but he was grabbed by the arm and slammed back against the car.

BRYCE I fling the door open and stare at my son. He’s not a large man, but he’s inherited my height. At six feet- three inches, his short girlfriend looks much like a child. His arm possessively holds her to his side like a woman clutches a designer handbag she can’t afford. Something flashy to show the world that he’s somebody.

Ashton Sebastian has lost a lot of weight during his days in captivity. I can feel it when I carry him. Even though I have gained a lot of muscle after getting Cassian, and I have grown bigger, but Sebastian has always been even bigger and three inches taller. Now he feels so light when I carried him into the shower.

Alethea said, glancing at her hands in turn. "How tall are you?" Sebastian asked again, seemingly intrigued. "One hundred and sixty centimeters." Sebastian nodded. "Tall enough, but still short in my opinion. Your weight?" "I don't know. The last time I checked, I was fifty-four kilos." "Not quite ideal, but acceptable," he remarked. Alethea frowned. She didn't quite understand why her employer was asking for such detailed descriptions. Was he conducting a census? But she decided not to dwell on it.

I had the desire to lose myself in his mesmerizing pools of mysteries. “Never thank me for saving your life. Nor do I want you to apologize for questioning my intentions.” My head bobbed on its own in response. “Good. Now that we have all that out of the way, how about that chat?” I pushed a few hair strands away from my face. I moved toward the sitting room, with Sebastian following closely behind. The space wasn’t at all small, but his size made the room claustrophobic with his muscular frame and towering height of 6’3”. Taking a seat on the sofa at the other end of the room, he sat near the window, his body bending the light which formed a glow around his majestic frame.

Embry tries to defend himself some, I’ll admit he is slightly less intimidating as Osric. “Osric is 6’8” and 260lbs, and you’re 6’6” and 200lbs; both with broad shoulders and built of solid muscle, it would be like fighting a brick wall that can hit back. I’m not that bad, I wouldn’t hurt her,” I protest trying to help him understand what other people see.

"Your body is still growing. If your stomach doesn't absorb enough nutrients, your height will never shoot up. Does your wolf want to be a tiny dwarf in the forest?" "That is totally impossible. My current measurements already surpass the average pup chart. My height will definitely touch 1.9 meters when my wolf matures." Selene lets out a warm chuckle. "That is far too tall, little cub. 1.8 meters is the perfect size for a shift." "No, my height must hit 1.9 meters exactly," Samuel says, his small face turning dead serious. That heartless monster’s height is exactly 1.85 meters on the ice rink. My own frame must grow taller than his shoulders, and then my fists will beat his face into the d

I let out in a panicked whisper, unable to find my voice as he easily spun me around to face him. I looked up at his tall stature, craning my neck to look into his eyes. I was no short woman, in fact that is what made me so famous: it was my height. I stood at 1.79 metres and towered over most of the people, but compared to Master Abigor, I seemed so short. I reached by his shoulder, in fact, I believe just below the height of his shoulders. It made him all the more threatening.