Adrian Bliss Disability Novels & Stories

She said dreamily with a smile and my heart clenched at her words. I could almost feel her pain because I'm in a similar situation in reality. Despite not being blind, not being able to speak makes me feel the same pain she does. The inferiority and the abuse has always been the biggest problem of people like us who have disabilities that can't be helped.

I teased, “because I’d rather not have you toppling over in the middle of the floor.” Adrian’s jaw tightened, and I saw a flicker of determination in his eyes. “I’m tired of that wheelchair, Lana. I don’t want to rely on it anymore,” he replied, his voice firm. I could tell how much this small act of independence meant to him, and I nodded, understanding his need to prove something—to himself and to everyone watching.

“I’m not normal then.” “That’s the problem.” Silence stretches between us. He exhales. “Lately, you’ve been pushing too hard.” “I’m working, Gabriel.” “No, you’re trying to prove something.” My fingers hover over the keyboard. “Ardent Global is hesitating,” I say evenly. “Because of your blindness, it's obvious,” Gabriel replies bluntly. I appreciate that about him—he doesn’t sugarcoat. “They think closing a deal with us will lead to loss,” he continues.

I march right into Anthony's office without even knocking. "Ms. Hart. How rude" he shakes his head. "It's Mrs Trevelyan" I take off my employee ID. He stares blankly at me. "You can't fire Brianna and Ethan" I say. It comes out more authoritatively than I meant but I couldn't care less. " 'course I can" he shrugs "it's my company" "Brianna. She needs this job. She has an older sister who's really sick. She pays her hospital bills and a lot of other bills. She can't afford to lose this job"

Just listens to me like I did him no matter how insane it is. “Even before he gave me the name of the apocalypse cat, I was already in the middle of every disaster to be had. You say bad luck is hooey, and I say it’s the ONLY thing I’m good at. I can’t marry you because I’m already married, and I’m also a disabled veteran with autism,” I huff out managing a deep breath before going into that. “ASD, PTSD…. I got every letter in the dictionary when I was discharged and am truly, certifiably as mentally sound as half-baked wacky taffy. Even if I weren’t married or crazy, that is,” I have enough sense to clarify.

Until right now. A soft rustling comes from my left, and I brace myself for the person who is coming. When Adriana and Axel had been held and tortured for weeks, I didn’t even want to think about how it had been. Adriana, still a partially paralyzed human with severe dependence on pain meds to survive her injury, cold and hungry and hurt because of me. Fate must have a twisted sense of humor for me to find myself in a way similar to hers nearly a year ago.

"And she might know what happened between them that was bad enough to get Vanessa erased from all the family records." Adrian was quiet for a moment. "You're right, we need to try." "Can you travel?" I asked because he'd only been walking with a cane for two weeks now and I didn't know if he was strong enough for a trip. "I'm getting stronger every day." Adrian stood up from his wheelchair and grabbed his cane. "I can do this." "Are you sure? We could wait another week or two." "We don't have time to wait, not if Vanessa is planning something." Adrian took a few steps to prove he could walk. "I'm ready."

"Let her go." Deftly pushing the wheelchair forward with both hands, Adair Carter catches up, his voice filled with anger and hostility. After she made an emergency appointment for Ada Wood, blinks at Adair Carter, who has been following him the whole time. He closes his thin lips and asks contemptuously, "Adair Carter, I am going to let her go. What can you do as a disabled person? Take her to the doctor? Or would she need to see a doctor with such a serious injury? "

He groaned, dropped the clothes back onto the car carpet and tipped his head back, groaning. "Don't put Idea in my head, Adrian." I warned, already picturing us having a sex marathon for one month straight, and Adrian ended up having to use a wheelchair because I have damaged him to the point he couldn't walk on his own ever again. "Whatever you're thinking about right now, please abort it." Adrian groaned out, and that moment, his stomach rumbled and I smirked knowing he was hungry and there was no way in hell I was going to send him home without feeding him.

she asks him Grant smiles and glances at her before answering “I had to have eye surgery to correct my vision. Before that I was practically blind so worked on translating text books into braille and other learning material. Once I had the surgery, I was able to take up the position I have today within the family business.” “You have first hand experience of what its like living with a disability. I might be picking your brain a little more after knowing this” she says grinning. “So, my near blindness is helpful to you?” he asks jokingly “yes, very much” she jokes back making him laugh. She is the same as she was, not caring about the fact he was near blind. She always treats everyone t