Icon and Inferno (STARS AND SMOKE #2) by Marie Lu EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Marie Lu
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- Genre: YA
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Honolulu, Oahu
Hawaii
The forecast had called, as it often did in Honolulu, for scattered showers.
But by midafternoon, luck had pushed the warm rains further up the island
of Oahu, and instead the skies over Waikiki Beach were dappled with cotton
clouds against the late summer blue. The winds were gentle and humid, the
ocean changing colors under the shifting sunshine like a mercurial
gemstone, from deep jade to a turquoise so searing that the water looked
artificial.
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It was the perfect day for the interview of the year, and the crowd that
had gathered around the stage set up on the sand was frantic. Now and then,
excited cheers pulsed through them, like ripples that originated with the boy
seated at the center of the stage, his figure shaded under a translucent white
canopy, one of his legs crossed casually over the other.
He was dressed in a pale collared shirt and shorts, and smelled like
sunscreen, citrus, and salt wind. His hair was thick and messy, so pitchblack that it shone blue under the sun, and his eyes, dark and slender behind
a pair of aviators, currently expressed a mixture of politeness and
discomfort as he stared at his interviewer.
Winter Young, the most famous superstar in the world, had only agreed
to this interview for the sake of his manager, Claire, who’d had to deal with
star reporter Evelyn Dace for a year as she tried to nab Winter for a proper
interview.
Now the reporter leaned forward from the chair opposite Winter, her
green eyes fixed so intently on him that he felt like she could see into his
very marrow. He kept his face calm, his own gaze steady and unwavering, a
quiet challenge in return.
“Tell me,” Evelyn began in a gentle yet patronizing tone. “Are you
currently dating anyone?”
Claire had, as usual, given her a list of approved questions in addition
to topics they were to avoid at all costs, but Evelyn had strayed from the list
early on—first a pointed comment about Winter’s diet (he didn’t have one),
then an off-the-cuff remark about his close relationships with his backup
dancers. Now this. Winter could feel the heat rising at his collar, but he
couldn’t give her the satisfaction of a response.
So instead, he offered Evelyn a demure, practiced smile and pushed the
sleeves of his shirt higher, exposing more of the tattoos decorating his
forearms. “Not right now,” he said. “I’ve been too busy with the new album
to date.”
Instead of taking his hint to steer the conversation back to the album,
the reporter just looked down at her notes slyly, as if she knew there was
more Winter wasn’t letting on. “Come now, Winter. You’ve been dropping
hints in all your new tracks.”
He shrugged. “Every artist is inspired by life. And love is one of life’s
greatest inspirations,” he said, and scattered shrieks came from the crowd.
Evelyn smiled at that, nodding at the career highlights reel playing on
the screen behind them. Winter watched the footage of himself as a
fourteen-year-old boy, long and lanky like an unsteady colt, newly famous
and petrified of crowds, stepping out onto the stage of an arena for the first
time.
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