Short Stories

African themed short stories by the best bloggers in Africa.

Bad Gang

As if his brain had suddenly re-booted itself again, with one burst of energy, Segun rushed to the victim of the car accident, who laid helplessly bleeding on the floor, picked her up and put her at the back seat of his spacious G-Wagon. The victim’s sister then climbed the front passenger’s seat as Segun drove to the nearest hospital around, what kept on going on in his mind was “God please don’t let her die, please God”

White Nylon

It wasn’t my fault I was laid off, discarded like a worn, dirty rag if I were speaking the truth, but it seems the truth couldn’t save me from being called a thief by the chairman, who had once told me that I was the future of the company. In his own words, “you young bloods are what this paper needs” And truly, I had the nose for front page news.


‘Well…actually…’ He cleared his throat. ‘I haven’t felt happy with this long distance thing we’ve been doing. It’s not been great for me, Angela’. ‘I just feel that there is no point not being true to myself’, Busayo added.



“Lagos looks way better when you are drunk,” I am saying. “Lagos is a fine city even when you are not drunk.” Dre’s voice came from the driver’s seat. “Fuck,” I am saying ”you have a point. Some parts of Lagos, though. Not all of it.”

I Died At 9:45am

The moment she showed up on my doorstep, I noticed something seemed off about Adaku I knew. This minute she appeared to be lost in deep, sad thoughts; then like one jolted back to reality, the next minute she was initiating endless random conversations in between forced laughter.

Worn Not Torn

Maybe, he shouldn’t even let Joke go to university in order to avoid this nonsense modernization. He however wants educated children who will  buy him that big house and new car, the type his aged landlord’s son bought him, children he can visit in Lagos when they have their own families.

Due Date

Look babe, if you guys are serious about enjoying each other before kids come – and for the record I think it’s a great idea. Dave and I are doing great, and we love Jr. and this one coming with all our hearts, but sometimes, just sometimes…

Happy Endings

​This feels like a dream come true!! Felicia looked resplendent in her bright white wedding gown as she walked down the aisle. She paused for a second as she stared at his clean shaven face, the smile on her face widening, as she struggled not to let the tears destroy her beautiful make-up. I can’t…

My Friend is a Military Officer

A man wearing a blue and black head warmer, dressed up in a black vest and a blue jean was screaming at the taxi driver with a gun in his hand, I leaned forward to make out an image of his face, but I jerked bark when the angry looking man’s gun went off. I almost died in the cab. No, I think I died and came back. The only thought on my mind was that my taxi driver had been shot.

King Over Slays

When a few benevolent women praised my efforts, my hardened face gave way to a brief superficial smile, mostly so I don’t come across as rude. Gradually, it came to an end. I took out my phone from my pocket and placed it on the sink to play some of my favourite music, just to lighten my mood. More dirty plates were brought in. I washed them, moving my body subtly to the rhythm of the song playing.