Did Echo Kill Kingpin Novels & Stories

She entered my world involuntarily, pulled from the clutches of a grim fate I couldn’t ignore. And while she may be a captive in terms of her freedom, she holds a strange power that captivates my attention in return. I walk over to my laptop. Emails from my lieutenants flash on the screen, the neon underbelly of Las Vegas awaiting my commands. I’m not just any Alpha; I’m the Kingpin of this city. Casinos, underground fights, you name it—the city belongs to me. But as my cursor hovers over the first unread message, my mind rebels, refusing to focus. Her image blazes through my thoughts, potent enough to dull even the scotch.

“You just burned a man from the inside out, Elena. That’s not something you undo.” Diego’s body sagged in the chair—lifeless, steam still rising from his burned shirt. The stench of acid and charred flesh filled the room. Elena’s stomach churned. She backed away, her breath catching as the weight of what had just happened hit her like a bullet to the chest. She hadn’t meant to. She wanted to speak, to explain, to defend herself—but the truth was heavier than any excuse. She had crossed a line. She had killed a Mafia Lord.

With unwavering conviction, he issued a command to the pair before him: "Either you shall meet your demise at my hand, or you shall take your own life." Their eyes met, and in that moment, a silent understanding passed between them. It was clear to them that the words that had escaped the King's lips were no mere jest. They would sooner choose to end their own lives than to meet their demise at the merciless hands of a tyrannical monarch. They tenderly clasped their own necks, whispering words of adoration to one another. Silence enveloped them as they gazed into each other's eyes, unable to break the spell that held them captive. Had the king refrained from shouting, their stillness would h

His hand wrapped around the man’s throat, lifting him effortlessly off the ground. “Who sent you?” he demanded, his voice low, deadly. The man only smiled. A slow, knowing smile. The same one Aria had seen before. Her stomach twisted. “You’re too late,” the attacker rasped. The Alpha King’s grip tightened. “Answer me.” But the man only laughed—weak, but defiant. Then his body went still. Aria’s breath caught. “He… what did he—” “Poison,” the Alpha King muttered, releasing the lifeless body. His jaw clenched, frustration flickering across his face. “They’d rather die than talk.”

Ofcourse I didn't know the whole story, including the one I was being taught now, but even then there must've been something. "He was kidnapped when he had been two months old, done by the traitor who went by the name Suho. He was executed, but the damage had been done. His mate, Queen Aleyna had died. An Alpha King has a vast amount of power. Losing his mate was the last straw. The growl that followed this incident ruined a large amount of infrastructure and killed two billion people in an instant, five billion dying because of the aftermath." My breath hitched.

I demanded. Edward was baffled by that. He was frightened that I snapped back. They knew better than to get on my nerves. I was getting agitated by this. I had to do something to remind them that I was King. I withdrew a dagger from my pocket and threw it at the Elder. The dagger pierced through Elder’s heart, killing him and pinning his corpse to the chair. The crowd gasped in horror.

’ I responded to Lilian while my heart was screaming in pain. “You might be the new Alpha King, but every one of us knew that there could be one king, and it's—” We just heard a loud sound of a gun, directly pointing to the last man who just dared to talk. He wasn't able to finish his words because Gideon killed them. I was stunned in my direction, watching that terrifying moment where Gideon never hesitated to kill someone. ‘If they continue talking, I don't know what will happen to them!’ Lilian uttered.

Realizing what he has done, he kneels down and begs, “I am so sorry, please forgive me for what I have done. He promised me that I would be King, and I would live forever. I would have never killed you. I promise.” Of course, he would say that. He knows I am about to end him. Lowering my head, I sigh and then raise my claws above his head before slamming them into his skull violently. As they pierce his skull, it makes a sickening bone crunching sound and then I hear someone come up behind me and I quickly turn around. Omega Larry looks me in the eyes and says, “My king, you just killed Alpha Jason. Was he the culprit after all?”

When I snuck back after my training session, I overheard my uncle mention the visit from him to Quinn. Basilio DiLustro. Kingpin to the New York Syndicate. I had heard of the DiLustros, but truthfully, I didn’t know a lot of specifics about them. So I looked him up. G****e was full of information on the DiLustro family. The Kingpins of the Syndicate were whispered to be one of the most dangerous crime families in the world. The speculation was that the Syndicate consisted of top dogs of Yakuza, all the way to the rússkaya máfiya, and everyone in between. They had connections to the most influential families in the States. Reading about Gio DiLustro didn’t particularly interest me. Basilio Di

However, just as he reached the study, he heard his brother’s voice. Diego’s mind reeled with thoughts as he put two and two together. ‘So, Dahlia wanted to be the Kingpin’s wife? But it was a known fact that Augusto was the next kingpin… wait… Dahlia got close to me because she wanted to marry my brother?' A wave of disgust rushed through Diego, twisting his stomach this way and that. He heard Dahlia’s voice and his nostrils flared from the anger rippling through him. He stepped forward and questioned icily, “WHAT DID YOU DO, DAHLIA?”