The Tenant Wey No Get Name

Trapped in his Lagos flat, the narrator faces pure terror as a 'fake human' stalks the corridors, turning neighbors into monsters. Every moment is a fight between fear, suspicion, and desperate hope—because in this estate, evil wears a familiar face and nobody is truly safe.

When Chuka’s friend tries to rent a cheap top-floor apartment, strange cries and swarms of flies hint at a deadly secret buried behind locked doors and hidden circuit breakers. The last tenant vanished, the NEPA bill is sky-high, and only one room stays icy cold—yet no one in the building knows the truth. Can Chuka uncover the corpse before the spirit drags another family into its nightmare?

Trapped in a haunted Lagos flat, a young person regains their sight but must pretend to be blind or risk deadly consequences. With each failed escape, fear and suspicion grow—are their parents really who they claim to be? Survival means acting blind, but one wrong move could unleash the darkness waiting to swallow them forever.

Gbenga, a struggling writer and new father, finds his life turned upside down when his troublesome neighbours are found dead—only their heads left in the fridge. With the whole estate whispering and the police suspecting him, Gbenga must protect his family, clear his name, and outsmart a system where anyone can be a suspect. In a world where every secret is dangerous, Gbenga discovers that surviving in Lagos takes more than just innocence.

Amina, the nameless daughter, has lived in the shadows—secretly carried each night to Oga Presido’s bed, never allowed a title or a place. When her hope for love is shattered, she’s forced into a humiliating marriage as junior wife to the very son of the man who owns her shame. Now, her secret threatens to explode, and every step she takes could destroy her family, her pride, and the only chance she has at freedom.

After her beloved keke battery is stolen in broad daylight, a sharp-tongued Lagos hustler faces public shame and police drama when a desperate neighbour tries to pin the blame on her. With street sense and stubborn pride, she must fight to protect her name—even as the whole compound gathers to watch the spectacle. In Lagos, one wrong move and you become the scapegoat.

When an anonymous group-buy link appears in a Lagos estate WhatsApp group, the main character’s life spirals into a night of terror, betrayal, and supernatural horror. With neighbors turning into suspects and even the police acting strange, survival means trusting no one—not even the people closest to you. In this estate, one wrong move can cost you your life.

After hustling for years to buy a dream house with Morayo, Femi is betrayed the moment the deal is signed—she dumps him, her family mocks him, and the property is in her name alone. Heartbroken and humiliated, Femi’s only weapon is the secret evidence he’s been quietly collecting, ready for a fight no one saw coming. In Lagos, love is war—and only the wise survive.

A broke estate agent risks everything by stealing his wife’s demolition payout to chase one coded real estate jackpot. When betrayal, family wahala, and Lagos street runs collide, he faces losing not just money but the trust of the only woman who ever believed in him. In this Naija game of hope and heartbreak, can he ever win back what truly matters?

Lagos no dey easy, but sharing house with Halima na real wahala—especially when her beauty dey cause trouble for compound and she no sabi boundary. One night, a scream from the bathroom make her run out, stark naked, shaking with fear from electric shock, and my eyes see temptation wey fit put man for problem. But beneath her stubbornness and fine face, Halima dey hide pain wey no be ordinary, and this broken door between us fit open bigger secrets wey go change everything.

When Ifeanyi clashes with the arrogant couple next door, petty rules turn to dirty revenge. From ogiri traps to shit-smearing and midnight sabotage, Lagos wahala becomes a full-blown war. But in this building, only the boldest will survive—who will outlast the madness?

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.