Romance Novels About Falling In Love With A Disabled Person Novels & Stories

my stepmother said, her voice filled with condescension. Angelica lips twisted into a sly smile. "You are right, mother. It's only right that someone like her marry the disabled one. They are both good for nothing and will look perfect together," she mocked haughtily. I blinked, frowning in confusion. None of this made any sense. This entire scene didn't just feel oddly familiar, it was exactly the same scene that had happened a few years ago.

Emma replied to his smile before the two went back to listening to what the Brightons had to say. “And so Michaël Keller, can I know what made you fall for Emma? » Johan raised the question point-blank and I stiffened looking at Michaël interested. I also want to know, I am not beautiful, I have a disability, I am small and poor. I have no talent for me and I am what is called a loser. So how can such an amazing boy be in love with me? I have always wondered about that but I never dared to ask. The whole table was now hanging on Michaël's lips as he looked at me then he smiled

Renee was supposed to live a miserable life with that cripple. And why was that cripple to good looking? She hated to admit that he was more handsome than Andrew. If he weren’t a cripple,she would have targeted him next and steal him away from Renee as usual. But she couldn’t make that move because of his disability. Damn it! She couldn’t stand the fact that Renee was happy with that man! And why did it seem as if Andrew was about to go crazy when Renee kissed her husband? Catherine stared up at Andrew who was still fuming. He couldn’t possibly want Renee back,could he?

Maddy yawned again. "I think I'm falling in love with you, don't hurt me." With that Maddy was fast asleep. Philip gasped at her words. He didn't want to believe her, but she was the brightest spark in his life, he wanted her every second of the day and he knew it wasn't just lust now, his heart called out to her, his soul was cracked open the first time he saw her. He looked at the wheelchair next to the bed and frowned. How could he keep a woman like her?

Kate said that and went back to her room with her face flushed like it was on fire. Kate thought that she was marrying someone who was sick and mentally disturbed. However, her assumption was wrong. It turned out that she was going to marry a paralyzed man. Also, fortunately, the man was very handsome. It's just a pity that Jack suffers from a disability. Kate took her ID card and put it in her bag, then she took a deep breath to calm her feelings. "It's okay. Even though he's paralyzed and impotent, it doesn't matter!" Kate said in her heart, she tried to calm herself down.

But what stunned me the most was the supposed person I'll be married to. “I’m marrying the disabled heir?” I uttered in disbelief. “He has a name!” Sophia snapped. Jameson Blackwell—the once-celebrated prodigy whose tragic accident had made headlines months ago. He was paralyzed, confined to a wheelchair. I looked at Julian and asked bitterly, “If I were really your sister, would you have me marry someone like this? Why are you all so selfish? This is too much for me to bear. If this is a prank, stop it, please!”

I understood and acknowledged that I had special needs but some people took it too far. Romance was also a sensitive zone for me. Having only two ex-boyfriends in my entire life, both experiences weren't the best. One of them constantly talked about wanting to be my ears and would sometimes hold my hand to help me walk for some reason. The other made insensitive comments about my disability everytime we argued and it increased my dislike for arguments. Having no sexual experience whatsoever, one night stands were never considered. I looked at Cookie, who was laying on top of my right foot as she lapped at her water, and grabbed her. "Will you marry me, Cookie? I promise that I'll be good."

His precious red rose hated him now and it was draining his resolve more but kept his stance. “I said don't TOUCH ME!” She yelled at the last part with a warning glare. “I am disgusted to even think and imagine that I ever loved you. That I ever dreamt of being with you and only you. I am disgusted to ever think that you were the one for me. Did my disability disgust you that much?” There was an uneasy trace in her voice when she asked him that. Her eyes blinked to gauge his expressions but it was difficult because he was acting very calm right now.

I liked this sight better, I didn't have to see things to know they were all beautiful, but my mate would be the one that would take the prize of who was more beautiful, even though I couldn't see her. It was a shame that I wasn't able to see her and if I ever see or hear about the witch that cursed me, I would seriously kill her, no joke. Although being blind had some disadvantages, there were some advantages. I mean I wouldn't judge people by the way they dress or how they look like, I'll judge them solely on their personality and now, how they feel at times. This way it would be easier to get to know people and enjoy the simplest of things.

Sophia demanded, turning back to face him. “He’s... different. After an accident several years ago, he was left confined to a wheelchair. He rarely makes public appearances, and many see him as a recluse. I believe that’s why he proposed this arrangement. He wants a wife who will be more than a trophy—someone who will care for him as a person, not for his wealth.” Sophia’s brow furrowed. “And he thinks that’s me? Why?”