The Succubus World's Top Livestream Sales Demon! Western Fantasy

(Immortal, Please Pat My Head is currently serializing!) Hughie is the most beautiful succubus in the entire dungeon, but even by the age of three hundred, he still hasn’t found a powerful demon mate. According to one anonymous Archdemon: “It can’t be helped. Little Hughie is adorable, sure. But the moment I see that little platinum heart-shaped tail, I lose all interest. A color that belongs in heaven just isn’t enough to get a demon fired up.” The little succubus, unable to find a mate, hugged his tail and cried pitifully. He tearfully livestreamed sales to earn money, hoping to save up three hundred million gold coins and buy a tail-color-changing potion from the unscrupulous archmage. “This is a charming potion that even the Archangel cannot resist and buys in bulk. It’s guaranteed to bring partners closer together!” “The Archangel once secretly came to the dungeon just to chance upon a romantic love story amid a sea of red-blood flowers. What are you waiting for? Place your orders! I secretly ordered one myself, hoping to meet a powerful and handsome gentleman.” Clever Hughie quickly mastered the secrets of selling. As long as he mentioned the Archangel, anything would sell like hotcakes. Even products that had been gathering dust for decades sold out in no time, making him the top livestream seller in the succubus world! Hughie happily counted his gold coins, swishing his little tail as he saved up for the potion, ready to meet someone and fall into a sweet, sugary romance. The little succubus had no idea that while he was invoking the Archangel’s name to drum up business, every word he said was also reaching the Archangel himself. The handsome Archangel lowered his eyes, his golden gaze fixed on the bold succubus on the screen. That bouncing little platinum heart shamelessly captured all of the Archangel’s attention, dazzling like an everlasting flower in full bloom in heaven. Listening to the report from the angel below, the Archangel sat on his throne and silently thought: It’s time for a personal business trip to the dungeon. And so, the petite succubus was held in the arms of a tall man, his little heart-shaped tail shamelessly winding around the man’s waist and rubbing against him with all its might. “Thank you for saving me~” The succubus nestled in the man’s arms and sweetly thanked him, his eyes sparkling. “You’re such a powerful and handsome demon.” The fake demon, who was really the Archangel, chuckled softly. “You’re a very adorable little succubus, too, and you have a beautiful heart-shaped tail.” “But...” The man lowered his voice, sounding a little helpless. “Perhaps your tail is a little too enthusiastic.” All the little succubus could do was blush, pull his thoroughly unrestrained tail away from the man, and hide it behind his back. One day, the little succubus, suffering from temporary amnesia, sat dazed in the Archangel’s arms. Tilting his little head, he asked in confusion, “A-are you my husband?” Then the little succubus very eagerly took the man’s hand and wrapped it around his waist. “If you’re my husband, then you can kiss and hug me all you like!” A gentle kiss landed between his brows. The Archangel’s voice was tender yet restrained. “If that’s what you want, then I can be.” Fake gentle, genuinely arrogant Archangel top × super affectionate, super clingy little succubus bottom (Note: The details about the dungeon, succubi, heaven, and so on are all the author’s own inventions, so don’t worry too much about them~) Dear readers, feel free to check out my upcoming works~ “His Majesty Is Still Chasing His Husband to the Crematorium Today”: fake aloof, genuinely tsundere, beautiful Phoenix Lord top × trash-talking, handsome-face-obsessed emperor bottom (the whole novel is written and ready to post~) What’s it like to be the heartbreaker in a game? Xiao Borong: It’s like getting poisoned to death! These days, transmigrating into another world isn’t scary, and becoming the emperor in a game is an amazing start. But transmigrating into the emperor who gets poisoned to death by his husband is a hellish start. To his left is a courtyard full of “lovely ladies,” and to his right stands the graceful and elegant Phoenix Lord, holding a cup of poison. Xiao Borong transmigrated into the scene and immediately dropped to his knees. “I’m guilty. I was wrong.” Xiao Borong sprawled on the ground, grabbing his Phoenix Lord’s leg and crying so hard his nose ran. “I was only pretending to be good to them. You’re the only one I truly love! You’re the only one in my heart!!!” Help! I fell in love at first sight on the very first day after transmigrating. What do I do? The good news: I’m the emperor, and this person is my legal “wife.” The bad news: This person just poisoned the previous emperor to death, which is why I could transmigrate here QAQ Gongyi Yuechen had served as the Imperial Preceptor for twenty years. When the new emperor ascended the throne, he was carried into the palace in a grand wedding procession and became the Phoenix Lord, second only to The Outcast and above all others. Cultivating is the same wherever you are. Gongyi Yuechen placed a chess piece on the board, his expression calm. They were only husband and husband in name, after all. On their wedding day, that frivolous, debauched emperor gave him one sweet declaration of love after another. “One heart, one partner, for a lifetime.” “May I find the one who is true of heart, and stay together with them until our hair turns white.” “Flippant.” Gongyi Yuechen blushed at the ears and slipped the papers into a hidden compartment. “Debauched.” One cup of poisoned wine, and they would share life and death. Fake aloof, genuinely tsundere, beautiful Phoenix Lord top × trash-talking, handsome-face-obsessed emperor bottom “Stop Tricking the Adorable Little Red-Robed Ghost!”: fake upright, genuinely manipulative, love-addicted Celestial Master top × arrogant, pampered little red-robed ghost bottom (the whole novel is written and ready to post~) In life, Jiang Yuanhua was a pampered little prince. After death, he became the strongest red-robed ghost in the ghost realm without a bit of pain. The little red-robed ghost had just crawled out of his tomb when he spotted his scumbag ex-husband crying at his grave! Cry, cry, cry! I’ll give you something to cry about! The little red-robed ghost flew into a rage, baring his claws as he lunged to scratch that handsome face of his scumbag ex-husband’s, a face so beautiful it could anger the heavens. And then... A Daoist heir’s blood is so delicious~ The little red-robed ghost burped, his arms wrapped around the man. I-I haven’t forgiven him! I just wanted to bite him to death and drink all his blood! That’s right! That’s all! Rong Hechen held the little red-robed ghost, who had thrown himself into his arms, and coaxed him in a low voice. “Is the blood tasty?” The little red-robed ghost nodded. The man curved his lips into a smile. “Then, Huahua, would you like to get more energy? I know an even better way.” And so our adorable little red-robed ghost was coaxed into going home with someone once again! Theme: Everyone is unique