Claustrophobics

In the vast, perilous expanse of the Atlantic during World War II, Captain Karl-Friedrich Müller a German U-boat commander is on a high-stakes mission to hunt down Allied supply ships. Beneath the icy waves, the crew battles not only the enemy but also the relentless dangers of their underwater world. Initial victories ignite a fierce pride, but soon the claustrophobic confines of the U-boat become a pressure cooker of tension and uncertainty. Mechanical failures, mysterious orders, and whispered secrets threaten to unravel their tight-knit crew. Loyalties are tested, and the line between ally and adversary blurs in the relentless darkness. As the U-boat navigates through treacherous waters, Muller must steer his men through mutiny, moral dilemmas, and life-or-death decisions. Every dive could be their last, and the ocean itself becomes a merciless adversary. Dive into a gripping war drama where danger lurks in every shadow and the true enemy might be closer than they think. Will Captain Karl-Friedrich Müller and his crew triumph against the odds, or will the unforgiving depths of the Atlantic swallow them? The fate of their mission—and their lives—hangs by a thread.

Jay and his sister have been stuck in the same apartment for over a month now, and not only do they have to deal with each, but also starvation, a time bomb in the for of a parasite, and the knowledge that their parents abandoned them in this hell-hole.

*NOTICE* This novel is discontinued, but I am going to be restarting the idea of it with a new plot and direction if you want to check that out. The novels name is The Blessing of Gaia, and I hope that you all enjoy it. By the way I drew a very nice map(if I do say so my self) for that novel, and you can find the tinyurl in its bio. Jacob Welsh died while trying to stand up for an old man who was being attacked in a dark alleyway. He managed to hold off the criminal long enough for the man to escape, but ended up being stabbed in his lower abdomen and bled to death. Before Jacob blacked out, he smiled as he knew that his death wasn't entirely in vain. What Jacob did not expect, was that he would wake up in a small, claustrophobic space covered in a slimy liquid. ________________________________________________ Be warned: This webnovel is the first one I've ever really tried to make, it will be full of errors and unrealistic events as I am new to this. Be prepared for very sporadic releases. ________________________________________________ Back from the temporary shutdown of my internet. I'm working on a discord for the novel then ill be making chapter 3. -7/2/2017 Current upload schedule: At least 3 chapters every week, maximum of 7 for right now. Discord group: https://discord.gg/hqmEhaY

In a dystopian sudden, a girl wakes up in a dimly lit, claustrophobic room with no memory of who she is. She discovers a cold metal collar around her neck and a mysterious number, 100003, tattoo on her arm. A voice crackles through an unseen intercom, revealing that she has been chosen for a brutal and mysterious experiment along with others. The man behind the voice, who refers to himself as their overseer, announces that they are now participants in a deadly game with no rules. The overseer watches with a twisted grin as they must band together—or betray each other—to escape this nightmare alive.

In the vast expanse of space, seven astronauts aboard The Skeld anticipate a peaceful journey, bound by their shared mission and the stunning beauty of Earth below. However, their tranquil voyage is shattered when an impostor infiltrates their ranks, casting a dark shadow of uncertainty and fear over the once-serene vessel. As vital systems fail and essential tools disappear, cryptic messages materialize on the walls, heightening the crew's escalating paranoia. Friendships fracture under the strain of suspicion, and alliances crumble, forcing each astronaut to question the motives of those they once trusted. Desperate to preserve their dwindling numbers, the astronauts launch a frantic quest to expose the impostor, their vibrant suits now emblems of suspicion rather than unity. As they maneuver through the claustrophobic confines of The Skeld, the line between friend and foe becomes increasingly blurred, and each passing moment brings them closer to either unmasking the enemy or becoming their next victim. In this high-stakes game of survival, the astronauts' trust in one another is obliterated, replaced by the constant fear of the cunning impostor hiding among them. Against the backdrop of the infinite cosmos, the once-united crew must grapple with the ultimate question: who among them is a friend, and who is a dangerous enemy masquerading as an ally?

Have you ever wondered about something, but can't seem to find out what? Have you felt love but did not know it before? Did you try to realize that you are trapped inside of your head with no escape and the only person who can help you feel less claustrophobic is the person you know least?

"What the hell is going on?" The sound of rainfall resonated with the grim corpse of a victim as the alleyway between the buildings became claustrophobic. The crescent moon lightly dimmed the place with its reflective light, as it vanished between the clouds. Durvin, the lead operative in the missing files of 'Memoriam Gloria' along with his assistant Helmer, is tasked with retrieving the pages of category [32] of 'Memoriam Gloria' This isn't an easy task for them, as they will encounter much more disturbing events than this, a chain of events linking to an ominous passage. Is Durvin's rusty revolver enough to protect him and Helmer? Or will they be the missing cog for the underworld? "Time moves fast, and there isn't much left. The fate of this world is upon your shoulders."

A group of misfit adventurers get together in a chaotic world where common sense is an alien concept. They are brought together by their shared love of drink. A wheelchair-bound archer, a nun who is always thirsty, a blind swordsman, a masochistic mage, a claustrophobic rogue, a clumsy tank, and a lucky spearman are all members of this oddball bunch. One thing never changes for them—their insatiable need for alcohol—regardless of the time of day or the circumstance they find themselves in. Their addiction with alcohol takes precedence over everything, from early mornings to late evenings. They always have a drink in hand, making even the most routine activities into hilarious adventures, whether they are setting out on missions, bumbling through combat, or completing ordinary duties.