She Used Me For School Fees

After sacrificing everything to guide my students, their parents dragged my name through the mud—insulting me, demanding I be replaced by the strictest, most feared teacher in Lagos. Now, as Mr. Femi takes over with his cane and cruel rules, the students who betrayed me begin to regret. But will anyone remember the teacher who fought for their happiness when all that matters is results?

After years of sacrificing everything for her entitled daughter’s wild obsession with a pop artist, a single mother gets a rare second chance at life—and this time, she’s done being used. With her heart on the line and her freedom at stake, she decides to let her daughter face the real consequences of her choices, no matter how messy the fallout.

Morayo’s world scatter as her mama slash her monthly allowance from ₦120,000 to ₦40,000, making her struggle to survive university life in Ibadan. Forced to beg, hustle, and depend on friends, Morayo faces hunger, shame, and her mother’s wahala—until one risky WhatsApp stunt threatens to disgrace her whole family. If she fails, she fit lose everything, including her dignity and the small support wey remain.

I gave up my future, my first position, and even my dignity for Sani—the boy every girl in school wanted. But when the truth about his bet with Amina came out, I realized I was just a pawn in their wicked game. Now, with my UI admission letter in hand, I must choose: revenge, or freedom from all their drama—before love finally destroys me.

On the eve of WAEC, a sharp but unlucky girl faces a deadly game where classmates must betray each other for exam points. As secrets and alliances explode, she must decide who to trust—her old crush or the mysterious new boy—before the system wipes her out for good. One wrong move, and her future (or her life) could disappear overnight.

Zainab, a once-proud city girl, finds herself the target of cruel rumors and betrayal after transferring to a village school. As classmates and teachers turn against her, she must fight for her name and future, even as her own seatmate secretly fuels the fire. With her family’s reputation and her academic dreams on the line, Zainab faces the harsh reality of Naija school politics—where one false move can ruin everything.

Every naira Nkechi spends is tracked, questioned, and punished by her overbearing mother’s Family Wallet. University was supposed to mean freedom, but even late-night suya or sanitary pads spark interrogations and shame. Now, Nkechi must choose: keep living under her mother’s shadow, or risk it all to fight for a life—and secrets—of her own.

Teacher Temi, worn down by endless student wahala, finds herself in a spiritual and academic battle when a cheating system targets her favourite student, Ifunanya. As friendships turn to bitter rivalry and exam scores vanish overnight, Temi must use a mysterious system of her own to restore justice—before a vengeful student destroys everything. The fate of dreams, dignity, and one struggling family hangs in the balance.

At 2:30am, Ifedike wakes to see his name topping a class fund spreadsheet—accused of 'chopping' ₦5,000 he never touched. The group chat explodes with dragging, as classmates led by fiery Halima demand he return the money. With his reputation on the line and dreams of suya gone, Ifedike must expose the real fund thieves before he's branded a thief for life.

When my shameless colleague made me sign an IOU over bukka pepper soup compensation, he thought he could bully me forever—even as my mother lay sick and layoffs loomed. But what he didn’t know: I hold the layoff list, and I’ve uncovered his darkest office secret. In this Lagos office, who laughs last truly laughs best.

Sade, the proud class prefect, is accused of stealing the class fund just as a beloved classmate falls dangerously ill. Betrayal, shame, and public disgrace threaten to destroy her future, while Halima, the selfless welfare rep, risks everything—including her graduation savings—to save a friend. In this story of trust, pride, and redemption, one bad decision could ruin a life, but one act of sacrifice might heal a broken class.

I dey sponsor Seyi, a broke campus boy, but my thirty thousand naira and love gifts no fit buy his loyalty—he dey run me street for another girl with rich taste. When fine boy Musa show, ready to do anything for connection, I begin ask myself: for this Lagos, who dey use who? In this city where everybody dey hustle, na survival or na heartbreak go be my own portion?