Levi Wheelchair Novels & Stories

I smiled, “You must be the custom wheelchair guy.” The man smiled, “I am. My name is Kai Lewis. My company builds custom wheelchairs like this one.” I smiled, “I like the looks of that one.” The wheelchair in front of me was a simple design, but there was nothing portable about it. It had a short back, no armrests and a platform instead of the separate footrests you see on folding wheelchairs.

He takes a step forward toward my bed as if for comfort. The doctor lifted her head from her board and says, "Luna-I mean, Lizzy, your legs are going to be very weak, so you will need someone to help you travel around the place a little bit. But don't worry, as long as you get plenty of rest, exercise and good nutrition you'll recover quickly," I sighed in relief, "Would you like a wheel chair to make it easier for you to get your way around, Lizzy?" I scrunched my nose and shook my head, "No thank you. I think I would rather just try my best to walk. I will use it as my exercise."

Piper wanted to gag just at the thought of a blanket made from human skin. Levi shook his head, “Honestly, I rather have him act like a psychopath in this situation. That way a least I will know that he can be safe,” he replied. Piper let out a breathy chuckle. Levi watched as Piper had difficulty breathing. Her eyes were droopy as well. He nodded his head, “He will be fine. I am sure.” Levi assured himself. “Let’s dump your jeep here. I am going to drive you to the hospital. There is no way you can drive any longer. I don’t want you both to get in an accident,” Levi said.

He was completely different from Silas. I walked up to him, instinctively reaching for his wheelchair. But before I could touch it, Levi stood up. I stared at him in shock. "You…" Levi's lips curled into a faint smile while his gaze was warm. "I've been fine for a while. I just needed an excuse to get rid of a few… distractions." This was definitely a twist I hadn't seen coming. I wondered how Vivian would feel when she found out. … By the next day, our wedding had already made headlines. But that was a story for another time.

The personal doctor said to Carwyn and Nadia: “Miss Nadia, your leg is completely healed. Now can I ask you to get up and walk around?” Nadia nodded, then under the watchful eyes of everyone in the room, she began to slowly get up from her wheelchair. After more than half a month of physical therapy, she was completely no different from a normal person. Nadia walked around the room a few times, walking with ease. Carwyn saw her gait and was overjoyed. Old man Levi cleared his throat a few times and said, "It's good to be able to stand up.

But Valerie just smirked and replied, "Since you chose not to invite me to your wedding, I thought I'd bring the wedding to me. After all, with that, I wouldn't need an invitation." "You're out of your mind. Did you seriously think I'd invite a lunatic like you to my wedding?" Lisa said, as her gaze fell upon the wheelchair in which Valerie was sitting. Why was she still seated in a wheelchair? She had thought Valerie was using it because she wanted to cause a decoy, but she still sitting in the wheelchair meant something, Lisa wondered. As she pondered over the thought that Valerie might be physically disabled.

Realized she had given too much away. "The only cute girls I know are you and Emily." Ayven rolled his eyes again. "So unless Emily is here, I do not care." "Let us just go see the surprise, shall we?" Grayson gestured toward the wheelchair that was sitting by the door. The hospital required it. For safety. For liability. Ayven had just woken from a four-month coma. He needed to take it slow. "Hell no!" Ayven looked at the wheelchair like it had personally offended him.

She wasn't as narrow-minded as he thought. "Then, why are you still standing there?" Levi pulled Monique to a public toilet. He neither went into the men's toilet nor the women's toilet. He dragged Monique into the special room for disabled people. "Hurry up and get changed."

He said, glancing at me with a gentle smile. A warmth spread through my heart as his words sank in. "It's an electric wheelchair. You don't have to worry about anyone pushing you. Also, if you want to go downstairs, there's an elevator. But if you are claustrophobic, I'll have a stair lift installed for you..." I hadn't felt this kind of kindness in a long time. The wheelchair I was using wasn't electric. I had to push myself everywhere, and it wasn't comfortable at all. My complaints had always been ignored.

It's enough assurance. "Warrior Levi, Summer. I need you to know that the amount of wolfsbane that was in your system almost damaged you totally. For now you won't be able to walk maybe for a week tops. So you'll need a wheelchair." I scream mentally. Is there no end to this suffering.? No no no! I can't be wheelchair bound in that house! And what about school? As if he can read my mind, my dad speaks. "I'll be here for you darling. I'll call off any work till you're back on your feet."