Koko Rosseau.
They said she was ruthless. Cruel. Without mercy.
They all whispered it in the street corners; anyone and everyone who said it has never battled her, but a friend had.
No one ever lived after battling her, anyways.
She sucked the blood of any, age didn’t matter. She didn’t give a damn about anyone. She was a cold-blooded vampire.
But who was to say I wasn’t one? I hadn’t lost a battle either. I wasn’t merciless, but I was harsh.
Anyone who won, killed her, would be the strongest vampire to ever walk the face of earth. And that would be me, Xale Black.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.