Female Leg Amputee Fiction Stories の小説・ストーリー

Nadia moved as fast as she could manage by limping fast. She couldn't run with her prosthesis, but each time she pushed harder than her normal pace, her old and worn-out prosthetic leg began to hurt her limb. But still, she didn't stop. She didn't want that man whom she had stumbled upon his privacy to find her and probably scold her or even worse, tell her uncle and aunt about it.

That was the day I told her I wouldn't be coming home for a very long time. "But then you got hurt." Betty carries on. "Please tell the viewers how you got hurt." "Which part?" "What part of your body got hurt?" "My leg." "What happened to your leg, my boy?" "I hurt it badly in an accident, and it got infected. They had to amputate it above my knee." "Can you please show our viewers?" "Betty!" I see my mom jumping from her chair. "That is not happening!" Then my father shortly follows as he is clearly mad. "You are not fucking making my son take his leg off for every shit face to see."

"You sneaked out to participate in an activity. I've had enough of your antics! If you end up losing your legs because of your recklessness, how will you explain it to our parents?" "But I didn't lose them, did I?" Alex muttered. "I read about your condition and also consulted the doctor. Technically, your legs should have been amputated! You said yourself that you can’t feel your legs now, right? I'll take you home. I'll find the best doctors for you. We can't delay any longer!" Hank said. "But there are people who can treat me here!" Alex resolutely reached out and pointed at Melanie. "Dr. Jones saved my legs and didn't let these unscrupulous doctors amputate them. And she said she knows a

The message was clear: This wasn’t over. --- Muffled sobs rose from beneath the thin hospital blanket, broken and raw. Serena moved closer, her voice soft and trembling with concern. “Jared… what’s wrong?” His voice cracked, thick with pain and disbelief. “Serena, my leg... it’s gone. My leg is gone.” The words hung in the air like smoke—heavy and choking. For days, Jared had wandered aimlessly, half-mad from shock and pain, driven only by the desperate urge to find her. Now that he was here, reality hit him in full: he was crippled.

Meanwhile, I used his money to build a mysterious castle, just as Ava had once imagined it. The difference was that Ava dreamed of a fairy-tale life where she wanted to live carefree. However, the castle I built was filled with terror for Dominic. After the surgery, Dominic could no longer walk. Every day, I personally tightened the screws in his legs. The steel plates pulled at his bones and made a sharp, creaking noise. Dominic glared at me in rage. It felt as if he wanted to set me on fire. However, his weak body made him helpless.

Earning an offer from an internationally renowned dance company was my lifelong dream. That was the year Amber went insane over extreme sports. She was a complete beginner with no training, and she ignored every warning. She jumped from two miles up. She slammed into a tree, and a branch pierced straight through her thigh. Every bit of that damage transferred to me. My leg was destroyed, and my dance career ended before it began. I lowered my head and climbed into Stefan's car. Only after the door shut did I realize Amber was sitting right beside me. Justin took the driver's seat. Stefan circled around, clearly unwilling to sit next to me, and squeezed in on Amber's other side instead.

EMILY It had been one month since my life changed forever. The pain in my leg was no longer the sharp, burning agony it used to be, but it still pulsed and ached like a constant reminder of everything I had lost. My right leg was gone. Amputated. Just like that. One gunshot and everything spiraled. I had cried rivers, screamed into pillows, and cursed the world-but none of it brought my leg back. The only thing that kept me going now was the tiny life I cradled every morning.

She was the one who had rushed him to the hospital and dragged him back from the brink of death. Back then, she was consumed by guilt. She knew that if she hadn't been sneaking around with Felix that night, she might have been able to save Shane, and he might not have lost his leg. So, she swore that she would protect him for the rest of her life. She promised to stay by his side forever, and that he was her husband, no matter how he turned out. But slowly, she would feel repulsed every time she looked at his horrific, amputated leg. She couldn't muster any desire for him, so she found herself running to Felix time and time again.

your Owner says calmly gesturing toward you with pride, “This my bunny. She's a quad amputee. Fresh from surgery a couple days ago. As you can see No arms, no legs. Completely dependent." The bearded one steps closer.He reaches out and pokes one of your arm stumps with a finger. You flinch and a small whimper escapes the ring gag. “Jesus Christ… look at these stumps. She really can’t move at all?”

With one long look into his eyes in silence, I got the answers to all my questions, I feel so bad for haven thought he was a bad person. "I have never done anything right in my life, always leaving when things got hard not caring how it affects others. It was just so easy to pick up a bag and leave than face my problems. I did it when I broke my leg and couldn't get a football scholarship into college, when Louisa died, almost left when Zach died." He paused. " Then you asked me to stay and for the first time in my life, I stayed ready to face all problems."