Books Written By Disabled Authors Novels & Stories

“That picture of Riley kissing a man was me. I was with her that night. I had purposely pretended to remain disabled for reasons I prefer keeping to myself, but now, let all the truth come out.” “Everyone!" With his arms raised, he proudly said, "I’m Adrian King. I was once disabled, but I didn’t let that hold me back. I believed, fought hard, and overcame the odds! Today, I’m a successful businessman and CEO, and I can also stand and walk! Let my story prove that with faith and determination, nothing is impossible!”

" I took a deep breath and heaved a sigh. He was looking at me with some kind of resolution in his eyes; like he was hell bent on convincing me yet pissed off at the same time that I was not buying it. He clenched and unclenched his jaws and did the same for this fists to as he groped the steering wheel in one hand. "You don't have to give your self that kind of stupid storyline. You can simply write your autobiography. How about your legs? Huh? Write about them. Can't you? I've known you for a while now and I know you are not shy or insecure about sharing your story because you have bene doing just that on your Instagram posts for a while. You can simply just write about your legs and inspi

But as long as I still have breath on me, I am resolutely going to enforce justice in both worlds. No child has to suffer in the hands af a parent or guardian. No disabled person has to be looked down on. No spouse is allowed to purposefully hurt their significant others. I don't know how but am gonna enforce a law in both worlds that for anyone to break these rules it will be quite daring of them. I will also introduce gatherings were those with disability will showcase their talents. Because I know everyone has a strength for each weakness. Oh dear. Wishful thinking. How will I implement these?? I sigh inwardly but decide that where there is a will there's always a way. I drift off to slee

She was placed in a position depicting the likeness of a beggar. Dale had always wanted to evade East Bay far away from the tortures of Ken and Nicky to at least start a new life. But it now seemed that the last good man on earth had been killed. The journey had caused a tremendous change in her life pattern. The constant smirking he got from different situations had caused a concussion. Her brain had suffered a lot of whiplash and pounding lately. Her head now slightly bent towards her left shoulder, this defect which caused the head and brain to shake quickly backwards was now something to deal with. Now she had become physically disabled.

I felt aggravated by his nonchalance. "That's not what I'm saying." "Then what exactly are you saying?" "I can't walk! I can't work and I can't provide for you!" He was yelling now. "I've seen people born with disabilities work to earn a living, that's not an excuse." I returned hotly. "Well that's what they've known all their life. I was born a walking human and I worked my behind off to become one of the wealthiest men in the world only to be penniless cause my woman could not hold the fort down while I was away." His words bit straight into my heart.

We might have just made a far bigger difference than we think we have. All I can now say is that I have laid a demon to rest; there will be no need for him to sneak his ugly head into my dreams. I have made peace that yes, I am disabled, but I am proud and disabled, and there is nothing that can now stand between me and the rest of the struggles that await. I have proven to myself that I am a man that can achieve what he sets his heart at.

Ria explained. "Oh! She taught everything!” Cassidy commented. "Yes she did..and I just had to learn because I wanted to be useful to myself. My mom would always say being disabled is not an excuse for me to be failure. It only means that you can't say because you are disabled then you won't make something good in life or thrive to achieve your set dreams. I worked on myself and learned a lot of things with the help of my parents.” Ria swallowed the lump that was starting to form in her throat.

Gregory had found the perfect excuse to give for his attitude, and it sounded like he was going to hold onto it for a very long time. “I didn’t have any choice, either,” Lucy said, but what followed was a scoff from Gregory. “That’s impossible to believe. I know people like you, who jump at every opportunity they get to make money. Very pathetic!” Lucy grunted in annoyance, and the only reason she didn’t pounce on the disabled man was because she feared for the safety of Arizona. Then Gregory decided to turn around. He grabbed the wheels and turned them slowly. “Let’s see if you are as ugly as I thought or even more.”

I feel lucky to have him in my life" Lelia proudly said to him. Liam was very angry after hearing this. He was angry that Lelia was comparing him to that outcast disabled bastard. He is the CEO of a powerful company, and that bastard is an outcast. How could she compare him to that bastard? "Lelia, I know you are saying these things out of anger. But still, you shouldn't have compared me to that murderer. You are comparing me to the bastard who killed his mother? I didn't kill my mother like that outcast disabled bastard did. And I didn't spend ten years in jail like him. I heard that even in jail he was so reckless that the police broke his leg to punish him. That ugly crippled man is not w

## Author's Note Hello everyone, I am incredibly grateful that you have taken the time to delve into my book “Caged by Him.” Your time and attention are invaluable, and I want to express my heartfelt thanks for allowing my story to be a part of your day. Writing this book has been a journey filled with passion, creativity, and a few challenges along the way, and I’m thrilled to share it with you.