Lesbian Wheelchair Novels & Stories

Charlie replied without even looking back at him, “I’d rather do it by myself than work with a clumsy person like you. I don’t want Mr. Lee to fall and hurt himself.” “What? Are you sure you can do it alone?” Jake glared at him in disbelief. Ignoring him, Charlie walked behind the wheelchair, stretched his arms on the wheels, and grabbed them firmly. Then, he lifted the wheelchair as if he was a forklift and walked up the stairs steadily.

Cecilia finally let out the truth she had been hiding for nine years. Mrs. Abraham's eye almost fall off its socket when she heard what her daughter said, as close as she thinks she was with her daughter, she had no idea that Cecilia was not truly paralyzed. "My plan was to stand and claim the doctor treated me to get healed but only after I'm legally married with Nathaniel Dave. That was why I said I had already arranged it all with my doctor, I planned on standing from this goddamn wheelchair two days after our wedding, I'm fucking tired of sitting on wheelchair. I've been on wheelchair for nine fucking years, haven't I tried enough?" Isabel yelled her last four words. She was so angry at

He said to her and she smiled faintly, walking into the living room. “Thank you.” She said as she stood in front of Kimberly. “Hi.” Kim greeted without looking into her face. “How are you child?” she asked and Kim nodded. “As you can see, I am fine.” She replied and Racheal nodded slowly. “Are you sure? If you are fine, why are you in a wheelchair?” she asked and Kimberly sighed. “Landon forced me to sit on it. He believes I am not perfectly fine to walk all by myself yet.” She responded and she sighed.

Alas, before he was even able to reply, she suddenly added, “I know! Why don’t I just use your wheelchair?” Though he wanted to stop her, she quickly sat in his chair before pressing a button… and just like that, it moved forward a little! “How convenient! I’d love to have a wheelchair like this as well!” Instantly sitting up with his eyes widened in fear, he held onto the wheelchair before yelling, “Xav! Get off the wheelchair! Now!” Sensing the fear in his voice, Xavia quickly got up and asked, “W-what’s wrong…?” Following a subtle sigh, Zivon then slowly hoisted himself onto the wheelchair before replying, “Look… I designed this wheelchair, so though it looks simple, there are plenty of h

He chuckled, “You talked about sending someone to the cells to make them straighten up.” I sighed, “One of my biggest pet peeves is the way some in our pack sees Blaine and me as ‘less than’ because we are in a wheelchair. They don’t take into account that we have abilities that they couldn’t handle on their own.” Isaac furrowed his brow, “Are they talking about you too?” I nodded, “When you aren’t around me, they make sure I hear them.”

I told her fondling her breasts She looked at me with a ‘what are you talking about’ expression on her face “What do you mean” she breathed “What do you need the wheelchair for? You're better now and you can walk by yourself” “Oh no. I think you're getting this wrong. The wheelchair isn't for me. It's for you” I replied slowly watching the growing amusement on her face “Me? But I can walk perfectly” she argued “I hope you still be able to when I'm done with you” I smiled and she rolled her eyes

"We could wa..........." "Alpha?" she cuts me short and stares at me questioningly. Her eyes widened. "Y-you are an Alpha?" I nodded. "But you're.....you are in a wheelchair," in shock she highlighted a sour point. "When people talk about the Alpha, they don't mention him like that." Her hands alluded to my disability, which was appalling.

Thus, Madam Jodie's problem was a small case from Severin's perception. "Then-then Mister Severin, please fix my mother's legs!" Harvin was thrilled to see Severin being so confident. "Mister Severin, do I really have the chance to stand up again?" Jodie looked at Severin with excitement, even her voice was trembling. Ten years. She had been stuck in a wheelchair for ten years. She did not want to continue living as a disabled person where someone must be there to take care of her all the time. None of the servants at home dared to mistreat her due to her identity and status but she did not want to be a burden to her family.

"Honestly, Larissa, you …" Lana pouted, her eyes showing a hint of reproach as well as exasperation. Larissa was just wondering how to get out of this "deep sisterly affection" act when her wheelchair automatically rolled back a foot's distance—No, it was Violet who pulled back the wheelchair for a foot's distance. Having no warning, Lana, who had been leaning against the wheelchair, nearly pitched over sideways. Thankfully, Lucas quickly caught her before she could hit the floor.

"Absolutely. Let me get you back in the chair and I'll push you back." She smiles and it reaches to the corners of her eyes and her eyes are squinted shut from it. "My big, strong mate. Always quite the gentleman, taking care of me." I laugh lightly at her and place her into the wheelchair with the healer close behind it. "I have this from here madam. Please give Mistress Lana my gratitude for making this happen." The small woman bowed her head to him and left the room. "Okay, Leena. Here's how it's gonna go. I'm fighting my beast's urges really hard right now. You're not fully recovered obviously, so I can't have my way with you."