Lesbian Wheelchair Novels & Stories

Issues concerning her spinal cord surfaced, and to ensure she wouldn't lose her ability to walk forever, the doctors suggested she should make use of the wheelchair for about two months. And just like that, Maria lost her spot in being a ballet dancer for the W Empire — life was so unfair to her. So fucking unfair! “Daddy…!” Maria's eyes accumulated tears rapidly and clenched onto his plain trousers. Lloyd didn't even gaze at her. Maria drew closer and then rested her forehead in between his legs while crying hard.

She just said that it’s okay if I am in a wheelchair because what matters the most is to stay alive and be with your loved ones. She used my love for my mother as her shield and didn’t let me give up living. “I don’t care how you will do it, Gabriel, but make them treat me. Make them treat me.” Celia continued screaming, snapping me out of my thoughts. I rushed forward when I noticed that her thrashing was making the wheelchair wobble. I caught her body on time before the wheelchair lost its balance. “I got you, Celia. I got you.” I comforted her in a low voice, holding her tightly in my embrace.

Jack reached over and squeezed her hand. "We'll go everywhere." She smiled. "Before you leave?" "Before I leave." "And when you come home?" "Everywhere again." At the store, Jack pushed her wheelchair through the aisles. Lela hated it. Not because she hated the wheelchair itself, but because she hated the looks. People stared. Some tried not to. Some looked away quickly. Others smiled at her. One little girl stopped beside the cart and stared at Lela's leg brace. Her mother immediately apologized.

He had clearly prepared himself for a fight, for disgust, or for hollow sympathy, and my simple words had taken away his ammunition. "Your elbow is bleeding," I pointed out, nodding toward the red scrape along his forearm. He glanced down at his arm, dismissing the wound with a faint scoff. "It's nothing." "Can I help you with the chair?" I asked. Gabriel looked at the overturned electric wheelchair. It was a massive piece of machinery, constructed with reinforced titanium, heavy batteries, and thick leather cushions. "You can't lift that," he said bluntly. "It weighs over two hundred pounds. You're too thin to budge it."

He continued, “Ava hurt her leg when you pushed her into the river yesterday. She has to use a wheelchair now, and those tactile guiding tiles make it difficult for her to get around.” My body stiffened as I asked, “What about me?” He scowled, as though he had only just remembered that I was blind and also needed accommodation. He said impatiently, “Don’t you have a cane? And if that’s not enough, Mrs. Lewis is here to help you. Do you always have to make everything such a big deal?” Before I could reply, I heard the whirring of an electric wheelchair, followed by Ava’s voice. “Shawn, what’s taking so long? We need to get to the office.”

I want you to walk again, Em. “Perce, I love you too. Please, stop blaming yourself. I needed to accept this, Perce. It happened. Nothing’s gonna change this. I have to move forward and forget about the grudge. I may stay in a wheelchair, but most paraplegic people like me have survived and lived longer. I can still go to college or take online classes. I can still function, although I have to work with my wheelchair and stay seated. I just need some skills on how to function on daily living.”

The trees whipped past the Alpha wolf, and he whimpered at the thought that it might be his girlfriend. ‘It has to be his girlfriend. It makes sense. She is beautiful and has legs that work. Not only that, but she is also a female, not another guy. I should have known. No one is ever going to want someone stuck in a damn wheelchair!’ Thaddeus thought, and Zeus ran faster.

Mishka followed Leo inside and she saw a lady sitting in the wheelchair, her hair up to her shoulder and she was staring at the amazing view outside the window. “Turn her wheelchair round,” Leo asked, and the nurse nodded, turning her chair in their direction. Mishka’s eyes went wide, watching the beauty before her eyes. Wearing a white long gown and sitting quietly in her wheelchair, Vera wasn’t looking at Mishka or Leo, she was looking straight at the wall without blinking. Leo sat on his knees before her and held her hand. “Look, Vera, I’ve brought someone special! She is Mishka,” Leo introduced Mishka to Vera, but the latter didn’t respond, not even blinking her hazel eyes.

he said rolling his eyes off. Lise just smiled in response and Liam made his way back to Annalise’s wheelchair and held the handles on either side and began pushing her out. It was all fine, till they were ganged up by, Ayesha. “Well well well, if it isn’t the little Miss. cripple herself.” She said and circled them with her so-called ‘friends’.

She smiles at me and I roll my eyes. “May I help you?” She asks while gesturing to the wheelchair. It looks like a really expensive modern one. “Mmhmm,” I mumble. Sue helps me get into the wheelchair and soon she rolls me out of the room. She explains to me that the wheelchair is electric but they locked off a lot of its functions for some personal reasons. “Where is Chris? Is he okay?” I ask Sue as she rolls me through a long hallway that looks like an art exhibit.