Max Kepler Injury Novels & Stories

His dark blue eyes like two endless ocean's rocking back and forth together once comforted me, but now, I could only see betrayl. "It was my fault for getting them involved in this mess, it's only right that I get them home safely. Jeremiah has been severly injured, and I have been told Maxwell is in no better shape. If what they said is true and Kaedan is hunting them, then they are running out of time. I have only heard stories about Kaedan, but he doesn't seem like the type to back down." My fists tightened in anguish, fearing for my comrades.

Stubble grew on his chin as if he hadn't shaved for a long time. "Kash." I picked up the fruit next to the bed and threw it at him. Kash was beaten, but he looked worried, hurriedly walked over to help me up and put me back on the bed. Helen called for the doctor. After the doctor checked. "The patient should lie in bed in half a month. There is already an irreversible injury to the knee. If you move again, you may lose your leg." I could see the doctor was a little angry. Kash apologized and promised to keep an eye on me.

She hugged Sebastian when she saw him. "He is going to be okay," she said. "He has to be." Sebastian sat down. He did not speak. He just waited. The doctor came out an hour later. "The good news is his neck is fine. No spinal damage." The doctor paused. "The bad news is his knee is the same knee he had surgery on." Sebastian's stomach dropped. "How bad?" "The MCL is torn again. Not as severe as last time, but he needs surgery. He will miss the rest of the playoffs."

I beckoned him to come in with my hand and Mikayla opened the door for him Alex was one of my first patients at the sports company I worked for . We became good friends after he doubted my ability to help him recover from a career threatening injury. He was out for half the season because of an ankle injury. He was instructed by the manager to either work with me or risk not playing football at all. He wasn't given a second option.

He couldn't. "You're hurt," I whispered, looking down. Through the thin fabric of his athletic leggings, I could see it. A dark, ugly bruise was blooming, and his muscle was twitching uncontrollably. It wasn't just a cramp. "It’s nothing," Kai said, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous rasp. He looked around frantically, making sure the coach was gone. "If you tell anyone, I'm off the team. You hear me? My career is over if this gets out."

Max is kind of awkward since he’s almost the same age as Spin, and has a lot of the same mentality when it concerns women! At first, Bo is kind of stand-offish. But eventually, he too tells me his story of how he knows Jonny. Bo was Cal’s or Calvin Knight’s partner for a while until he became injured. He was shot through the side of his knee! It took almost a year to walk again, and once cleared he was no longer within the age threshold to return to the force. I didn’t even know that was a thing!

He whispered, and I tilted my head. “How what?” I asked. He pulled his hand back and shook his head. “Nothing… let's get you back.” When I helped him stand, that's when I realized how bad his injuries were. I gasped when I saw his mangled arm and the bite mark on his shoulder and sides. “Here, let me help you,” Maverick said as he reached for Kevin. Kevin looked at Maverick like he had seen a ghost, stumbled backward, and fell. My stomach dropped, and I quickly went to him.

Max squeezed her hand reassuringly, silently conveying his support and understanding. "A long time ago, I made a stupid mistake. I was just 18 and got pregnant. I had an abortion with a shady doctor, and it went badly. The doctor said, I might not conceive again." Kylie confessed, her voice trembling with emotion. Max listened attentively, his heart aching for her pain.

I looked down to see big tears rolling down his cheeks, and he was holding his knee. I immediately dropped to a crouch, ignoring the sounds of Damon’s and Natalia’s voices as they ran after him. “What happened, buddy?” I asked. Max pushed his lower lip out in a pout and held out his leg. “I bumped my knee.” Gently, I rolled his pant leg up, and indeed, the skin was already starting to bruise. Thankfully, there was no scrape or broken skin. Just then, I heard more footsteps pounding down the stairs. A moment later, Damon and Natalia appeared, breathless and wide-eyed.

The words came out more sharply than I intended. My father's eyes narrowed. "Kingston Enterprises will be your legacy too, Kade. It's time you started taking that seriously." "My legacy will be on the soccer field," I insisted. "Just because I'm injured doesn't mean….” "How did that injury happen again?" Kolt interrupted, his voice silky with false concern. "Something about a party and showing off for girls, wasn't it?" My jaw clenched. The party. The accident. The weeks that followed in a haze of pain and surgeon consultations. I still had nightmares about it….the sound of my knee giving way, the white-hot agony that followed.