Romance Novels With Hero In Wheelchair นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

But just a few weeks later, he had made up his mind to either destroy my gown or forbid me from wearing it. He swiftly maneuvered his wheelchair towards me, determined to take the gown by force. However, I quickly evaded his grasp, and I could see the pain in his eyes. If he weren't confined to a wheelchair, I felt he might resort to violence before taking the gown. It was the first time I had stood up to him so courageously. For once, he was powerless, and I relished in this newfound sense of strength. If it weren't for his disability, he might have lashed out at me. The agony in his eyes was very clear. "Are you doing this to me just because I can't move freely?" His words were filled with

As Soon as they left, they stopped kissing. " Thank you" he said and adjusted his shirt, which appeared a little rumpled. He was going to leave when he asked " what's your name?" " Jane," she replied flippantly. He left without another word but a car headlights showed on his face and she saw his face. But he walked with his legs that night. Why is he on a wheelchair now? Jenny was confused and shook the idea off. She must have taken him to be someone else. Everyone in the city knew that Eduardo Anderson was crippled as a result of the accident he had months ago.

All the promises and love we had for each other were no where to be found. Adrian used to worship the feet I walked on. I felt like the most luckiest woman because he loved me. But now... "Of course not, if that's what you want then I'll make it work, I'll make sure everything is perfect." I manage to say. "Good," he said, and his hand shot out to catch my wrist, his fingers wrapping around the delicate bones with just enough pressure to remind me how much stronger he still was despite the wheelchair, despite the injuries, despite everything, and his thumb stroked across my pulse point in a mockery of tenderness.

Narrated by Helen. There I was, on my way to marry a man in a wheelchair whom I didn't know, a man I detested for practically forcing me into this marriage; a man who was several years older than me and was forcing me to be forever tied to a paralytic. Yes, as I mentioned before, a paralytic. And it's not that I'm a bad person who sees such individuals as lesser beings, quite the opposite; I admired them for overcoming their difficulties. But this Dylan Mayora was the cruelest man in the world.

“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.

"The situation at that time and the situation now are completely different. The table had turned. At that time, Mr. Center was not paralyzed or crippled. At that time, he was an able-bodied person, but now he is no longer an able-bodied person; he is a paralyzed person sitting in a wheelchair. I believe that he will agree to work with us now. And even if he does not agree, Natalie will convince him to work with our company. Natalie is too obedient to disobey me. She loves me very much and she is willing to do anything to get my love in return. If she did not love me, she would never have agreed to marry Lucian without seeing or knowing him. She agreed to marry a disabled person for me. I mar

It was all so perfect. “Now, let’s take a stroll in the gardens. I think you’ll love it.” I readily agreed. He took a different route downstairs, one with a ramp designed for wheelchair access. This entire structure was incredibly well-planned. “This is so thoughtful,” I said, marveling at his foresight. He shrugged. “Just me being me. I had this installed a few years ago. During a duel with a rival pack, I injured my spine and had to use a wheelchair for a couple of days before my wolf healed me. I figured it would be useful.”

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.

She had cheated on Channing when he was an amazing, selfless man. I will always love Aaron, and just the thought of him made my heart ache, but I was able to love Channing too. Perhaps it would never reach the level of love I had for Aaron, but it was enough. "Want to visit his grave tomorrow?" He asked, pulling me onto the sofa next to him. He was always so understanding. Despite both his legs being destroyed in the battle of Hecate’s Betrayal years ago, he had not let it get to him. This man was strong, brave and always happy. He’d use crutches when needed or his wheelchair, but either way, he never let it get to him. I placed my hand on the top part of his leg, looked into his eyes and no