Zayn Malik Height Novels & Stories

LATER THAT NIGHT Malik is tall, handsome, and also haughty-looking at the same time, his angular face seemed designed to intimidate, and as much as you’d have guessed, he was ripped and well-built with muscles bulging out of every possible part of his body. Scanning him from head to toe, his probable height, 6’2, isn’t a far cry from mine, as I’m, a 5’5. His big blue eyes seem to pierce my soul every time, he stares at me. The party was over, and I accompanied him to his room.

“How tall are you, brother?” “201cm.” “How tall…” Firash calculated inside his head, looking up in a daze. “6 ft 7.2,” Sleepy answered. “Ah! Nearly my height. 6 ft 9.” Firash pointed at himself and was extremely proud. “Yeah. I know.” Eagle sighed. “How about you?” Firash sized Malikul up, looking down at him with folded arms over his chest. “178cm,” Malikul answered obediently yet his eyes fixated on Eagle. “It is a perfect height for them.”

He was actually as intimidating as Zayn. He appeared to have a skinny figure, but he was very tall. He stood at an astonishing height of 1.9 meters and that was why he appeared so skinny. Moreover, he ranked eighth on the Olympian list and had defeated quite a number of highly skilled fighters in his life. In his eyes, Zayn was just an amateur.

Valarie pressed her lips together and replied, "Mr. Updike, I think we should get straight to the point since this is a blind date. Besides, since you want to watch the races, you probably don't have much time for this." Zayn caught the flash of displeasure in Valarie's eyes and realized he had been a bit too casual. He cleared his throat and adopted a serious tone. "Okay, Ms. Weir, let me reintroduce myself. My name is Zayn Updike. I'm 6'1" tall and weigh 75 kg. I graduated from the University of Lanton with a degree in business management. I don't smoke or drink, and I have no bad habits. I'm healthy—"

After Zayn had entered the community, he unexpectedly met Hector, the man who had given him several years of nightmare. At that moment, Hector could no longer recognize Zayn. After all, they had only met once before, and Zayn was just five years old at that time. After almost six years, Zayn had already grown up to be a young man, and he was almost 170 meters tall, so it was only natural that Hector did not recognize Zayn.

I shrugged off his hand and slammed the door shut before he had the chance to say anything else. I was fuming as I turned to face Danielle who had a worried look on her face and I couldn’t blame her. Everyone on campus would be intimidated standing in front of Zach and Zayn. They were simply breathtakingly beautiful and imposing as well, it wasn’t an exaggeration but they’d be at least three inches taller than the tallest person on campus. “Do you think they’re going to leave?” Danielle asked.

Everything and everyone in the club disappeared in oblivion and she entered into a new world where everywhere was glittering, even Zander was gleaming. Zander's eyes were one beautiful piece. It was the bluest she had ever come across. His face could be described as one carved by God. And Raven wanted nothing more than to run her soft fingers on the beautiful scar around his eyes. Zander's jet hair was neatly combed and wrapped in a pony. The man was just handsome.... she thought. She gulped hard and permitted her eyes to feast on his well-defined body. Her sapphire eyes sluggishly ran down Zander's tall figure. Zander was the tallest man in the room, standing at 6'8.

They both exclaim together and I hiss. “Look…” Zainab starts, placing her elbows on the table and leaning forward, “…ever seen those slate-blue hazel mix orbs up close? The hunk is damn six-foot-seven inches! Seen those biceps and all the finely sculpted muscles before?! He’s a crusher!” She goes on with his praises and I blow out a sigh. “Don’t forget those eyes of his hold mysterious powers too. They bewitch every woman he merely glances at in the eyes and they fall effortlessly. I know he’s a stench and chronic player, but…” Zana leans forward, trying to defend him and I huff.

~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.

Pierre extended his compliments. Looking at this couple, Malaika somehow thought about the possibility of being together with Yulli someday. Pierre and Yeti looked fine together. It was like they were a pair made by the goddess. They were both nineteen, and their good physical attributes made Malaika insecure. Especially that Seti was remarkably tall and slender. While her height was just average. Malaika’s built was slightly muscular because of her intense training.