Adrian Bliss Disability Novels & Stories

He glanced at me before averting his gaze, “they are willing to offer us half a billion dollars to get our company back up, with more support. They offered fifty million dollars to us too.” I frowned. That was - a little bit too much. Silver fang pack was known to be the most famous pack, the richest and the biggest too. Although they have one tiny flaw. Their Alpha was disabled - something that most of the community frowns upon because they feel it is a taboo and it makes him weak. Why would they pick a sudden interest in a small company that was way beneath them, and why would they offer so much? Lyra whooped heavily with my mother too but i just sat there staring at them in confusion.

“However, you had already been through all this with Blaine, so you knew exactly what I was going through. Our relationship has always been about abilities instead of my disability. It’s really hard for highly active people to speak with someone in a wheelchair without feeling pity and telegraphing that to us. It aggravates me. I don’t want pity. I want support. I want friendship. That was all I ever felt around you. You have no idea how much I appreciate you and your friendship.” Aadi smiled and reached over to side-hug me. I tilted my head to lay it on her shoulder. She sighed, “Zariah, you have helped me more than you will ever know. I mean, I would have never found Franco if we had not b

“President, I’ve found the information you asked for.” Calvin switched the phone to speaker mode, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and leaned back on the sofa. “Go ahead.” “Austin had a car accident three years ago. He survived, but lost his right leg in the process. Miss Adriana was also in the car. According to hospital records, she sustained serious injuries—abrasions in over a dozen places on both hands, broken fingernails... In addition, Austin received a prosthetic limb more than a year later, but the recovery wasn’t ideal. Even with the prosthetic, he’s still considered disabled and can’t work normally.”

“ Some people have accused Adrian of using his disability as a tool for manipulation. What do you say about that?” Adrian's jaw tightened but Sophia spoke before he could say anything. “That’s a lie,” she said firmly. “Adrian’s decision to hide his physical abilities wasn’t about manipulation. It was about survival. People like to think they know him, but they don’t. I do. And I won’t stand by while they tear him down.” The interviewer looked momentarily taken aback by her conviction, but she quickly recovered. “What would you say to the board members who are now questioning your leadership?”

He should have said agile. “Ahaha, he's a lame?!” Lucifer laughed madly. Adrian’s face turned red. He covered the phone, wanting to hide and said very softly. “Daddy, you can’t say that. He’s already pitiful enough.” “Hahaha! There are so many disabled people in the streets. Is he as pitiful as they are?” Adrian was stunned as he looked at Conrad quietly. Conrad smiled at him. “Adrian, is there a problem?”

"Remember why you're here," she whispered to herself. She fixed the hem of her blazer and walked onto the platform. The bright lights made her eyes hurt for a moment. She smiled and looked around at the people. "Ladies and gentlemen," Mimi said, her voice powerful yet warm. "I stand before you today not just as a businesswoman, but as someone who knows what it's like to live with a disability." My idea for a firm is Silent Horizons. It will make new, disability-friendly software that will make it easy for anyone to utilize the internet.

"I wouldn't say whipped. I just happen to think my girl is the best person on the planet, and I'd fight a grizzly bear for her. Totally normal. Right?" The old man smirked. "Yeah, you whipped." Taylor was on a mission. As far as he knew, Charlie's father, Adrian King, had a skiing accident in college that left him wheelchair-bound for years. However, a miraculous surgery, combined with his determination to recover, changed everything. Six years after the accident, he was walking as if he had never been disabled. Because of his past struggles while being wheelchair-bound, Adrian King sponsored a sports summer camp for the disabled each year in Dowel City... and that's where Taylor was headed.

I gasped, the years of psychological torture crashing down on me all at once. "No... he was paralyzed. He spent years in that wheelchair. He blamed me every single day for his legs..." That was what everyone believed right? Everyone thought he was crippled for years. No. No. He wasn't aware that Adrian could walk even when no one knew. It's not possible. Let it not be true Lord. "Because the boy was a manipulative coward who realized your guilt kept you compliant," Harding scoffed, tossing his head back in a soft, aristocratic laugh.

Adrian was driving Vincent and Carmela home when they were involved in a car accident. Maybe it was karma. The impact damaged his head, and he lost his hearing. His left leg was messed up, too, so he couldn't walk normally anymore. He was half-disabled now. His parents were fine, just some minor concussions. They'd recover with rest. Someone who was at the hospital that day told me, "Adrian was lying in his hospital bed, laughing one second and crying the next, saying over and over, 'This is what I deserve.'" 'He must've lost his mind,' I thought.

She followed closely behind him and the two disappeared into the forest. "Did you notice?" Weaver asked and Alex nodded. "Her brother is blind. That's probably why she thought it best to talk it out." Alex said and Weaver nodded. "Don't tell the others about the male being blind. It'll provoke some of the others to try and run him off." Alex said and Weaver nodded in understanding. "I'll take a group to start setting up markers upon our new territory." Wever said and Alex nodded wondering how someone who couldn't see had survived this long. He had help from his sister but he didn't seem to rely on her. . . .