Romance Novel Hero In Wheelchair Novels & Stories

Marcus sat in his wheelchair by the living room window, his hands gripping the armrests so tightly his knuckles were pale, his face a mix of determination and vulnerability that made my chest ache with a fierce, protective love. The past few weeks had been a relentless storm—hospital visits, sleepless nights, and the endless adjustments to his new reality as a paraplegic. His apartment, now remodeled with lower counters, wider doorways, and a ramp where stairs once stood, felt like a different world, one he was still learning to navigate. The changes were practical, necessary, but they screamed of his limitations, and I could see the toll it was taking on him. But it was his words that hit m

“Not the business ones. The personal ones.” He stopped the wheelchair near a bench and looked at me. “I dream of a real family. Someone who loves me for me, not my money or power. I pretended with the wheelchair for so long because women always wanted the rich Alexander Kane. But you... you saw me when I was just helping a woman on the roadside. That means everything.” My heart swelled. I sat on the bench close to him. “I like that Alexander. The kind one. The protective one. Even when you get possessive about me leaving the house.” I smiled to show I was teasing a little.

“Having a middle-school villain phase? Better get treatment while there's still time. Leave it too long, and nobody will be able to save you.” She flashed him her middle finger and walked away with a provocative grin. Together, she and Julian got into the car. The rear door of the customized Maybach opened, revealing an electric lift platform that allowed the wheelchair to transition seamlessly into the vehicle. Julian rose unhurriedly from the wheelchair and transferred into the seat. As soon as he settled in, Rue noticed a subtle change in his complexion. “Were you born frail? Have you always been sick?” Her eyes lingered on him thoughtfully as she asked.

When the guard bent to check the injury, Noel struck him across the face. "You!" Franklin struggled to his feet, staring at Noel in shock. How had a man in a wheelchair just taken down two trained security guards? What would he be capable of if he wasn't disabled? "Your security's too weak," Noel said with a slight smirk. "They can't even handle a man in a wheelchair. Pathetic." Franklin lunged toward him, but Aria stepped between them without thinking. When she glanced back, though, Noel had already wheeled himself several feet away. He was incredibly fast with that chair,faster than anyone she'd ever seen. He didn't need help from anyone.

The one thing that people should never find out about me. “Sometimes even the people that we love can betray us. I’m sorry about Ryan, though,” he squeezes my shoulder before moving back. “You should see the girl,” he says, and I inhaled sharply, nodding my head. I never thought I would be dealing with this, but here I was. I changed into something else with his help, and he brought out the wheelchair. “I would rather die than look weak.” “Of course. A wheelchair makes you weak. Got it”

The rain was light today, but threatened to pick up later. Amelia didn’t think she’d ever get over the shock of seeing him in a wheelchair. He was handsome as ever, with his gorgeous green eyes and perfectly sculpted muscles. But knowing he couldn’t stand, or run, or jump…well…it just didn’t seem right. Thank the Moon Goddess his wolf would heal him. “There you are,” he said, wheeling towards her. He still had his neck brace on, which she thought was a little strange. Shouldn’t his neck be healed by now?

Hearing his sexy voice made me happy because he sounded friendly and gentle. I turned around and that’s when I saw him sitting in a wheelchair. ‘Oh my, he is sitting in a wheelchair. Jason didn’t tell me anything.’ However, I have to admit he was handsome even though he was lame. He has thick eyebrows, exquisite blue eyes, thin and red lips like a cherry, and his skin was white and pale, like someone who lived at the north pole. “I am the girl that Mr. Woods sent here to serve you. My name is Jennifer Swan. Can we do it now?” I asked while staring spoiled at him, studied him from head to toe while walking sexy towards him.

Though after seeing her fight the others on the day that she rejected me, I can see that she’s holding back her speed and strength. With Fati’s help, I’m able to move around the apartment with the aid of forearm crutches, something that I hadn’t thought I’d be able to do until the end of summer. But I want to do this for her. I want to be a whole man for her, so I need to get off of my ass in the wheelchair and up and walking. But, as amazing as our time together is and as in love with her as I am…there’s something different this time around.

“But it’s the best way for you to help me. And you forget I can’t feel my legs so you aren’t hurting me at all.” I squeezed my eyes shut feeling horrible for disregarding his disability again. This was now the second time this had happened. “I’m sorry. I…I somehow always manage to put my foot in my mouth when it comes to you.” “Don’t be sorry.” He brushed a stray piece of hair from my face. “I like how you see past the wheelchair. A lot of people don’t. They think me to be weak and less of a man.” “You are more man than Tarzan himself.”

I thought my life was going smoothly until I met her. One of my warriors hurt himself during training and his wound was that bad and deep. He was losing a lot of blood and his healing was taking time. That's why I had to rush him to the pack clinic and that's when I met her. The first thing that came Into mind was that she was very beautiful, but she did something I never expected her to do. She ran away from me and I had to chase after her like a crazy person. Her amazing scent led me into an office where I found her trying to move on the floor. Her wheelchair was upside down at the other side of the room and that's when it all clicked that she was crippled.