Is there a fanfic about Naruko's enslavement?

At the peak of her career, A-list actress Song Ning announced her withdrawal from the entertainment industry for love, shocking the nation. Everyone thought that she must have found her ideal home. That was why she was so determined. At first, Song Ning thought so too. For the rest of her life, she would not be a celebrity. She would only be a virtuous and virtuous woman who would take care of her husband and children at home. However, on the night before their wedding, she found out that her fiancé was having an affair with her best friend. Enraged, Song Ning found a random man to register their marriage at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau. She originally wanted to take revenge on her scumbag fiancé, but she did not expect that the man who registered his marriage with her was the heir of nation's largest financial group, Mu Chen. After they got married, Mu Chen doted on Song Ning and protected her in every way possible. He didn't allow anyone to bully her. Song Ning always thought that she would be happy for the rest of her life and live the best life she wanted. That's right, she got it. It was just a little different from what she had originally imagined. The person who gave her everything was someone else. Many years later… Song Ning looked at Mu Chen affectionately. "I'm really lucky. Thank God I met you and saved me from hell." Mu Chen smiled faintly. “Yes, thank God.” However, Song Ning would never know. Mu Chen wasn't talking about thanking God for letting him meet Song Ning. He was thanking God for letting Song Ning's fiancé cheated on her so that he would have a chance. There was no such thing as an accidental encounter. It was just a premeditated pursuit. That day, he waited for Song Ning outside the Civil Affairs Bureau for ten hours…

my writing style is very weird in the dxd world, as this is my first novel but I have changed it currently in the fairy tail world... so readers ? plz bare with it... I'm improving slowly on my writing skills with this novel and would love your response even if you are cursing or bad-mouthing me... but those curses better be meaningful ?... Unique Mc.... idiot Dragon inside Mc.... System..... Unknown Katana type.... Servants.... Harem.... now enjoy. Mc was born in DxD world. Currently in the world of Fairy tail... and yes there's something related to god too. I don't own anything used in this novel, other than the concept of my MC...and this Novel is for my personal satisfaction and a place for improvement...so don't mind it.

This is a Naruto/Naruto Shippuden/Boruto fanfic. It is possible that the MC might venture into other worlds but that depends on how everything goes. By the way, this novel will feature a system but before you start rioting, this system will not feature any bloodlines or summonings or anything like that. It's gonna be from one particular series, and the series in itself is going to be weaker than naruto so don't expect an OP mc from the start. There's gonna be a lot of training too.

When you were six, you submerged your hands into the rice storage bin and imagined that you were practicing Iron Sand Palm after you finished watching a martial art film. When you were seven, you felt like you were the diplomat of your class just because you were the first one who greeted a new student at the beginning of the semester. When you were eight, you believed that you possessed clairaudience just because you could recognize that the approaching footsteps belonged to your parents who were coming home. … What would happen if all the fantasies you had during childhood became reality? Ji Ruo put his hands into the rice storage bin and… [Congratulations! You unlocked a martial art-related achievement by putting your palms into the rice bin.] [The skill you acquired: Iron Sand Palm (Entry Level)] [You can upgrade the skill by repeating the activation step and maximizing its familiarity. Fortune favors the diligent. Hang in there! Work hard!] The corner of Ji Ruo’s mouth twitched. He had a feeling that his system was not really normal. After pondering for a moment, he picked up a stick and headed towards the paddy field nearby…

So where do we go after we die? There are a lot of theories on that matter Most people all over the world assume that the dead move on to the after life. The good people end up in heaven while the bad have to suffer in hell. Others assumed that you just wake up in paradise or something. She even remembered someone saying that maybe you get to watch over the lives of those you love. And others like the Hindus and Buddhists believe in reincarnation. They believed that someone who died with good karma they would be reborn into a good life. Those who did not have good karma end up with a bad life. Like any normal anime fan that had read a ton of reincarnation fan fiction of course the thought of being reincarnated into a cool anime world crossed her mind... ________________ You guys know how this thing goes. I could give ya more details, but that would just ruin the fun

...Authors note... Just rambling, feel free to skip... Started this novel testing a lot of things out. Only when I started nearing the end of the first book and went on to the next is when I think I found some footing on how this will be written. In short, while the first book had some questionable decisions (and there will most definitely be more to come), I think the process helped me gain a better understanding of how I want this story to go and how I can improve on my writing skills. Well enough of me rambling, as always, thanks to everyone that gave this novel a chance and those that continue sticking around despite my slow updates, see you all around! (END OF RAMBLING) SUMMARY Vincent Wong was a boy with no home. He wandered the streets of London hoping to find a place to belong. One day he's accidentally taken to a new world. One where magical creatures, flying cars, and magic are just common day things. Follow Vincent as he searches for a place to belong. "..." "..." "WHY THE BLOODY HELL IS THIS CAR FLYING?!" ((All Character rights except my own goes to J.K Rowling))