Zane Phillips Height Novels & Stories

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

My pack is known as the WildRain. "What happened this time?" Came the voice of my Second, my Beta, Zyane Hudson. I looked up from the paperwork on my desk as he came inside my office and settled on a chair right in front of me. Zyane was about 6' 1", comparatively short to my 6' 3", with black hair and dark brown eyes. His hair was longer compared to my military cut and he also had a slight moustache which...frankly he was damn proud of.

Because of this, she raised her head to stare at him. It was him.. Alpha Zane standing about five steps away from her. He was even looking more handsome than the man she had seen years ago. His long brown hair was parted with each part falling neatly into place. He was about 6.5f tall, with broad shoulders, and sharp jaws. He wasn't smiling, but even at that, he still had this wonderful look that Diana couldn't comprehend. He had his hands in his pocket, his eyes staring at her, and his mind recalling where he had seen her before.

just wrote what i felt like) it's kinda funny that i am 5'7 which is quiet tall for a girl but still i am like a tiny little compact object infront of Zayn. he must be atkeast 6'3 (yeah. i also have no clue about Zayn's height. )

It was hard to believe that this was the same boy who had infiltrated our Pack seven months ago. He'd grown much taller in the last few months. If I recall correctly, he was about 5’1 when I first met him but he's now towering over me at 5’10. He's literally just two inches shorter than Zane who's about 6 feet. Rion is taller than both at 6 '2.

Ozouf then decided to leave to the upper side of the hill as he lived with Viv, Phelan their daughter and Ziff as well. Today was a different day to all of them, as Ozouf understood so well, and had it in mind all the days. He has anxiously and eagerly anticipated for this for long. He was very aware that today, at exactly 12' o'clock, Phelan will be turning eighteen. Furthermore, he feared the same, as he wasn't sure whether her daughter might develop heat and sense towards Edon.

He added. “And it's also possible that he bit the killer's right hand.” I glanced at Philip for a moment and hr then stopped writing when he noticed that we were looking at him. “Why do you look at me like that? don't say that you think i might be the killer?” his voice trembled and his face turned pale. “By the way, Philip. What's your height?” I asked him. “Why did you suddenly ask?” “Maybe you're about 160 cm? you're still taller than me and you look like you're only thirty years old.” I watched him from head to toe.

Zephaniah was beginning to realize that the man behind me wasn't just a benefactor—he was a force of nature. At the Dynasty Hotel, the heavy suite door clicked shut, sealing Zephaniah and Lisa out. Connor had closed the world away. Zephaniah stood in the hallway, recalling the man's stature. Standing next to my 178cm frame, most males looked diminished. Even Zephaniah, at nearly 190cm, only just matched me. Yet this man made me look small, Obedient. It wasn't just his height; it was the aura of unchallengeable might he radiated.

The clearing behind the cabin looked different in late afternoon light. Zane had set up a makeshift arena, a circle marked with stones, maybe thirty feet across. Standing in the center of that circle was a stranger. The man was huge, easily six and a half feet tall with shoulders like a bull. Scars crisscrossed his bare chest, his eyes held the flat, dangerous look of someone who'd killed and would do it again without hesitation. He watched me approach with the lazy confidence of a predator that had never lost a fight.

“I am afraid I cannot help you. I’m Phillip Mogollon, the night watchman for this facility. I too was locked in when the power failed.” “Wait a minute. What did you say your last name was?” “Mogollon. Why do you ask?” “What is your height?” “I am almost nine feet tall.” “Phillip, are you also known as The Mogollon Man?” “That’s just my nickname. People are always joking about my size. It’s not against the law to be nine feet tall, is it?” “I think I am going to faint!” “Stay with us, Millie,” Becky asserted. “Phillip, do you know where we could get some bottled water?”