Bound By Love: Marrying My Disabled Husband Novels & Stories

But what stunned me the most was the supposed person I'll be married to. “I’m marrying the disabled heir?” I uttered in disbelief. “He has a name!” Sophia snapped. Jameson Blackwell—the once-celebrated prodigy whose tragic accident had made headlines months ago. He was paralyzed, confined to a wheelchair. I looked at Julian and asked bitterly, “If I were really your sister, would you have me marry someone like this? Why are you all so selfish? This is too much for me to bear. If this is a prank, stop it, please!”

"Boundaries? Are you talking about boundaries now?" "Yes Varda. You have the whole fucking mansion to yourself but I left one rule and that was that you do not enter my office without my knowledge!" He yelled. He immediately cleared his throat and muttered another low apology. I was beginning to get sick of the apologies. "You have no right to talk about boundaries Stephen because for some reasons unknown to me, I have been forced to marry you. You crossed boundaries the moment you forced me into a loveless marriage with you." I said proceeding to dish out two spoons of carrot soup on my plate.

“Yes.” The room felt smaller suddenly, the walls closing in. “I watched him disappear piece by piece,” I continued. “I watched the man he was turn into someone I didn’t recognize. And I swore I’d never live that life again. I swore I’d never love someone I’d have to bury before their time.” “You think I’m going to end up dead?” His voice was sharp now. “I think this world doesn’t let people walk away clean,” I said. “And I think loving you in it will destroy me.”

My family had tried to force me to marry Brian, the first son of the powerful Montero family who had unfortunately been left disabled due to a horrible accident a few years ago. He was previously supposed to marry my sister but after the accident, Angelica had refused to marry him. She didn't want a disabled husband and had instead decided to marry the second son, Lionel, Brian's younger brother but the Montero's had refused. The Montero's had decided they would only agree to the marriage if I married the first son instead. At first I had fought against it but eventually I had been forced to marry him in the end. At the time I'd hated it because I was already in love with Antonio and had wan

Confused, she queried for more information, “No, what do you mean?” “I mean, from my perspective, the mate bond is out of a werewolf’s control. You don’t get to choose who you love. In fact, it’s forced upon you. The way I see it, love for someone is like a flower; it starts as a simple seed, with potential for life, but never guaranteed. With time, patience, and a whole lot of work, it can blossom into something beautiful.” Suki felt speechless once more, but nodded slowly to allow him to express his thoughts.

Duke looked at Lelia and said, "When I regained consciousness, you were talking to Stanley about the divorce papers. Hearing that you were going to divorce me, I really wanted to die. I kept asking myself why I didn't die in the accident? It is not your fault, Lelia. I never told you how important you are to me. I haven't told you yet that you are like oxygen to me. Just as a person cannot live without oxygen, I cannot live without you. I did not tell you I love you so much. Can you forgive your husband? Will you give him a chance to love you endlessly? " Hearing the words, tears started flowing from Lelia's eyes. Duke immediately wiped Lelia's tears and said, "Enough of crying, honey. Now i

he interjected “End what?” I asked with raised brows “This marriage or whatever it is, for your safety,” he said and I just stared at him like he was crazy “I'm fine,” I said through my teeth “No you are not, just look at you all this because you are married to a fucking crippled,” he said raising his voice, it was clear that he was worked up about the whole thing but he was overreacting “No I can't let any harm come to you,” he said “No” I simply said

Just as his vision had disappeared, so had his desire. Sebastian was once a man with a normal, healthy sexuality—or at least, he used to be. He had been married and had a daughter whom he believed was beautiful, though he had never seen her. The accident that blinded him happened when his beloved wife was seven months pregnant. Did Sebastian get into the accident with his wife? Is that why he no longer desires women—because she died in the crash? I'm sure that's what you're wondering. Cliché. But that's not what happened.

For a moment, she saw a flicker of emotion in his eyes, but it disappeared as quickly as it came. “My husband,” she whispered, staring at Phoenix’s handsome face, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Standing here, in front of you, forgetting my past and everything, I feel so damn lucky. Handsome, rich—a dream guy. Who am I to refuse you as my husband? But you know what? I don’t feel that way right now. Because I will never accept that the man I love is the same man who made me feel this much pain and bitterness.” Her jaw tightened before her hand flew across his face with a resounding slap.

, I said out loud, growing even more angry as I struggled to unlock the door of my car. “If I didn't leave that cripple, there's no way she would have had him. Yet she came here and was acting as though her marriage to him was special. That crippled old man. Can he even take care of her? What will people think of them? An After-one and a crippled old man getting married. They are just the perfect match for each other”, I mused. “I don't even know why mother is making such a big deal out of their marriage. What is so special about this wedding anyway. It's just a wedding. Anybody can plan a wedding. After All Ron and I are planning our own wedding”, I thought, driving out.