Levi Wheelchair Novels & Stories

"What functional difference does your anatomy represent if your wolf cannot even execute a straight path across a parking grid? If your stubborn pride rejects the carbon seat, my enforcers will happily provide a pair of titanium crutches to drag your weight through the corridors." After throwing a sharp, venomous glare directly into Lucien's amused eyes, my frame awkwardly drops onto the leather support cushions of the secondary wheelchair. The exact microsecond my thumb makes contact with the digital drive button on the armrest, the automated motor unleashes a massive surge of kinetic power, launching the chair straight forward on a collision track toward Lucien's chassis. Moving with light

"Maya? Is that you?" The soft, slightly slurred voice from the living room instantly melted the tight coil of tension in her shoulders. Maya dropped her tote bag by the door and walked into the small, dimly lit room. Sitting in a specialized, high-backed wheelchair near the window was Leo. He was nineteen years old, with the same dark, expressive eyes as Maya, but his body was frail, his limbs locked in the tight, unyielding grip of severe cerebral palsy. Next to him sat Mrs. Gable, the elderly neighborhood nurse who Maya paid out of pocket to watch him during the day.

He said, "I'll take you to your house first. Get changed and freshen up. Then, I'll bring you back to the hospital, but! This is the last time you are sleeping in the hospital, Riley, and the management only allowed it because of me." With another nod, Riley acknowledged, "Thank you, Adrian." Together with Clint, Riley, and Adrian, they left the restaurant. By the car, Riley watched as Adrian stood up with Clint's help. He entered the vehicle independently, using his left leg and strong arms, while Clint kept the wheelchair in the trunk. Adrian had an electric yet foldable wheelchair, which was a convenient choice for traveling. After seeing Adrian settle down, she joined in the backseat. It

After three times of waking the house up by breaking things in my frustration, they moved everything out of reach. Moving my legs to the side of the bed, I reached for my wheelchair. After three weeks at home in the old wheelchair, Shep said I could finally move into the new one. It had a smaller footprint without the handles in the back. It was far lighter weight than the other one and it was easier to maneuver. My feet also were together on a single platform rather than the stupid stirrup style. Shep also was so proud of himself when he got it for me in a sporty blue color.

I hate that Lila is excited about it. “The physical therapy worked. Although he will still need to use the wheelchair, Mr. Jake should be able to walk on his own at least around the house. I’d recommend getting a walking stick to aid his walking. Congratulations again, I must say, Miss Lila, you did an amazing job.” The doctor reached for Lila’s hands, tapping them gently with that smile again. Can she stop smiling? What the fuck?

1 week later *Levi* I am in my trailer, getting ready to leave for today. Will had some new scans and x-rays done today to check if there is still swelling, as he is still paralyzed from the waist down. And I can't wait to get there and hear what they have to say. In all other ways, he seems to be healing fast. And Willa is starting to talk about taking him home. Dan is going to fly him on the private jet with a doctor and nurse to care for him. I hate that I need to stay here for another month to finish the movie.

She murmured. “Come on.” He moved forward and helped her get seated. It was a powered wheelchair. She looked at the controls and turned the knob. It slightly moved backward. “Easy, easy.” He bent down to her level. “Here,” He turned the knob in the counterclockwise direction. “Do that to move forward. Opposite for backward. And shift this small gear for sideways.”

' Javier sit up straight and waited for Suzie to return. Suzie hid the wheelchair in the kitchen and came back. She pushed the wheelchair from behind. "Tada! This will be your legs temporarily. With this, you will be able to move around the house. I don't have to carry you around and you will no longer be embarrassed. You can go wherever you want." Suzie proudly explained. She could tell that Javier felt uncomfortable whenever she carried him. This made her buy a wheelchair immediately. With this around, the sensitive man doesn't have to be put in an uncomfortable position.

Kookie: Levi is in his wheelchair when I get to his room. His face narrows as he sees me, and I try to keep mine expressionless. There is nothing much to do here—just give him his shots, then I will be on my way, I say to myself. I move swiftly without really looking at him as I approach the bedside table. There, I lay out the medical supplies neatly. Pulling on a pair of gloves, I snap them securely around my wrists before reaching for the vial of medication.

Both boss and employee exited to the office entrance, boarded the elevator, descending fourteen floors to the reception area. Levi unlocked the vehicle as soon as they pulled out into the parking lot, his car was a state-of-the-art Porsche. He got in on the driver's side, maneuvering to start the machine. Forgetting to be polite and open the door for his Lord, in the end, they are both friends, those are just small details. Gael got in on the opposite side, in the co-pilot's space. Levi roared the engine and shifted into gear, heading straight for the university where he met that genius, he urgently needed to get the two of them to meet.