Amputee Fantasy Novels & Stories

“Oh, ye-e-es. Sleepy-town life, can you dig it?” Wishing for another subject, anything, Richard watched as a pretty woman in a wheelchair was brought in by her handlers—a physically disabled young blonde, both of her legs amputated. She cradled what appeared to be a plush-toy panda on her lap in twisted hands. They trundled her down the aisle, locking her wheelchair into place next to a pew, and then left her there. “Yes siree, sleepy-town life,” Tommy persisted, crouching behind them. 2

He had been amputated. “My hand? My leg? Where are they?! Who gave you the right to agree to this?!” He didn’t care who was standing in front of him. All he knew was that apart from one arm, the rest of his limbs were gone! And maybe because he had been unconscious for too long, even his remaining arm felt weak and unresponsive. So… that wasn’t a nightmare after all. It was real. Now, there was nothing he could do except lose his temper! Beyond his neck, he didn’t even know what parts of his body he could still move!

Usually, she was jumping between Kaelen and Alex, but was mostly with Kaelen. "Oh, I think you do," Amanda took a step closer, "You know, for a girl who's practically invisible, you certainly have a very vivid and wild imagination. Especially when it comes to my boyfriend!" She leaned her face into Elias, invading her personal space,"Or should I say, Fantasy boyfriend," And that was when it finally hit Elias, and a chill ran down her spine all the way down to her bones. The book. It was...her Fantasy book.

I NEED to know who he is, and something tells me I won’t discover much if I approach him as Phantom Reaper. I don’t really even know who I actually am, to be honest. I never indulged in friendships or relationships with others. It’s just always been survival. The only person I had any kind of positive relationship was my mother. I don’t know my father but because of my hair color, I’m fairly certain my father was Christian Bartoa. I know he frequented the slave cells whenever he was bored, and the urge arises so it doesn’t surprise me, but I don’t intend to ever claim him nor carry his surname. The thought of actually SPEAKING to Damien makes me feel a weird sense of anxiety. I’m unsure if i

A fat man is openly fucking his collared boy on a couch. A woman in a latex catsuit is leading two naked girls on leashes making them crawl. Several men stare at you with open hunger. One particularly creepy older man with approaches your Owner while staring at you. “New toy?” he asks“Quad amputee? Very nice. I have my own here, but I wouldn’t mind borrowing yours later. Those stumps look perfect for gripping.” Your Owner smiles politely but keeps a possessive hand on your back. “She’s the star tonight. Before her farewell,everyone will get a turn.”

A spear that can be imbued with elemental magic for Trent with the ability to control ice. Daggers for Luke with the ability to multiply himself. A metal recorder for Athena with the power to see a person’s past and future. Heaps of books for Dion with the ability to copy any material he saw. And for Nicole who is a summoner, she has a space ring. Trent threw something at Celestin, which was immediately caught by the woman even though her eyes were closed. Trent was surprised by what happened because he did not expect that Celestin would be able to catch it.

he begged and I nodded I don't know what he really want to say. He came closer to me and sat on my bed.. "please promise me"he begged again Like seriously!! "OK since you don't trust me let's make a deal, if I get mad you'll slap me back to earth"i said "slap you? "he asked "yeah slap me"i said "hmm, deal"he said "talk already "I yelled This is not me, am really changing all because of Jace. "I would first like to apologize for making you pass through all this headache "he paused

She also didn’t feel comfortable about bringing another man into Omar’s life. The weird sexual fantasies that Amy would have would get stronger and weirder every night. There was one sexual fantasy that would arouse Amy the most. She loved sci-fi action films. In Amy’s fantasy, she would imagine making love to her husband in the front seat of a futuristic mid-engine sports car that was on an automated assembly line, being constructed by factory robots. Amy imagined her weird fantasy as an opening scene to a sci-fi action film.

He walked toward the bathroom, each step steady, though his heart was pounding. And behind him, Dante walked back to the chair, the cigarette burning low between his fingers. He stared at the closed door, "this is just the beginning" he groans, they'd just jumped the highest hurdle, but can they keep jumping, he has both a Elite prime luna and an Elite prime omega, can he really satiate them? No, doub was the beginning of self destruction, he knows his strength, his Enigma is no where near being weak, he has to get over that fear, that fear Yuno had instilled in him.

“Look, um, have you seen any strange people around the bar recently?” “You are kidding me. This is a tittie bar, well, kind of. We get weird guys in here all the time. Look, you didn't… y'know?” “I didn't kill him, not even in his dreams. I was actually going to reattach, um, what I cut off, after the trial.”