{Excerpt+G!veaway} Cobbogoth by Hannah Clark

June 8, 2012 Blog Tours, excerpt, Giveaways 26

For my tour stop, I have an excerpt from Hannah Clark’s book Cobbogoth. I think it looks awesome! Let me know what you think. 

By Hannah L Clark
Genre: YA Fantasy romance

To seventeen-year-old Norah Lukens, the Cobbogothians were just a myth. But after her archeologist uncle’s brutal murder, and being asked to translate one of his old research journals for evidence, she begins a journey to discover the truth for herself.

Chasing the myth her uncle was obsessed with, Norah learns that his murder was a cover up for something far more sinister. If she hopes to save others from suffering the same fate he did–including the peculiarly magnetic James Riley–she must head to Iceland in order to find out the truth once and for all.

If she succeeds, she’ll gain the one thing she’s always longed for.

But if she fails, not even the gods can help her.

Chapter one: 

1 MEMORY LAPSE Standing before me was a woman with tangled hip-length hair—hair the color of blood. Her eyes shone like amethysts. She reminded me of a painting Uncle Jack made for me as a child—the Opalian Eye from the Cobbogothian legends, their prophetess. As her eyes shone down upon me, I remembered her name—Totherma. She watched me carefully. Then, lifting her arm, she pointed to my right. I looked and saw a woman covering her face and crying. Turning back to Totherma, I watched her enter through a doorway, walk down a corridor, and stop in front of another doorway. I went to follow, but something made me look down. My hands were covered in blood, and the floor sparkled with shards of glass. I smelled something pungent and musty, something burning. Looking up, I saw the woman pointing into the doorway where she stood. I hurried to meet her when my path was suddenly blocked by people. They wore white. Angels? I wondered. They huddled around something, and I knew that whatever it was had caused that salty, burning smell. I struggled to get by them, trying to see what she wanted me to see. I stood as tall as I could reach, but it wasn’t enough. I looked for Totherma until our eyes met. Understanding, she lifted her arm, and with the motion of her hand, I rose up off the ground. I could see over the group of people into the center of the circle . . . What I saw made me scream. “Honey! Honey are you alright?” I was being shaken awake. Panting and sweating I turned toward the dim light, blinking my eyes several times. In and out, Nor. In and out. I tried to shake the last image from my mind. As my eyes focused, a pretty woman with blue-black hair and honey-colored eyes began to materialize. Completely disoriented, I became aware that I was not on solid ground. “Who . . . where . . . where am I?” I blurted out, as I pushed my back against what appeared to be a leather seat. “You’re on a bus heading toward Boston. Ring a bell?” she smiled. “Uh, no actually.” “Give yourself a minute to wake up. Looks like you’ve been through some kind of an adventure recently,” she soothed as she brushed wet hair back from my face. I stiffened under her touch. With an understanding look, she dropped her hand. “I’m sorry, it’s just . . .” she reached up and touched my hair again. This time, however, she came back with a handful of debris. “You’ve got something in your hair.” I patted my head as well. Rather than sleek, smooth hair pulled into a tight braid, like I was used to, everything felt frizzy and matted. “What the—?” “Let’s see, I’m sure I’ve got a mirror in here somewhere.” The woman dug around in a deep purse, then handed me a palm-sized compact. As I took it, something caught my eye; a charm attached to a thin leather bracelet dangled from my wrist. I held it up in front of me and fingered the charm. It was a small, circular stone, white and speckled black—merlinite. “Where did this come from?” I mumbled. “I’m afraid I can’t help you with that one. Hairbrush?” the woman offered. “Yeah, thanks,” I took the brush. “It’s just, I recognize this stone from my geology final this morning, but I have literally no idea where it came from.” “I’m sure it will come to you. Don’t worry,” she tried to look reassuring. Finally, I opened the compact to check out my hair. “What—what happened to me?” My hair was a ratted cloud, strewn with dead leaves and twigs. There was dirt smudged across my left cheek and my eyes were smeared with mascara, revealing several of the long, white-blonde lashes I worked so hard to hide. “Like I said, you look like you’ve had an adventure recently.” The woman peeked into the mirror beside me. “Uh . . . no, I look like I spent the night in the woods!” “Mmmm . . . true. Let me help you. What’s your name?” “Norah Lukens,” I said, frantically dragging my fingers through my hair and loosening the rest of my braid. “There is no way I’m letting James see me like this.” “Calm down, honey. Look, I’ve got everything you need right here.” Again, the woman was rummaging through her purse. I balanced the compact mirror on my knees and began working on my hair again. I’d just gotten most of the knots out, when I scooped it back into a messy ponytail and caught sight of a long, thin cut just above my collar bone. Strands of my hair were stained burgundy and caked to my neck where the blood had dried. “Oh my gosh!” Leaning into the mirror, I scoured my brain for how this could’ve happened. For some reason, I was drawing a complete blank on anything after talking with Professor Anderton at my geology final. A complete blank. That was a first. “Here we go. Face toilettes and make up—oh dear! What happened to your neck!” the woman cried. “I—I honestly don’t know.” “Belmont, Belmont Center Station next.” The bus driver’s voice sliced through our conversation, as we pulled up the street toward my home town. “Oh no,” I groaned, “this is my stop.” As the familiar buildings passed, my heart jumped into my throat. I glanced out the window looking for any sign of James. “It’s alright, don’t worry.” The woman patted my arm. “Hold still, and I’ll have you looking glamorous in no time.” I gave her a doubtful look, but realizing she was my best chance, I collapsed into the seat back. “I doubt the word ‘glamorous’ will ever be used to describe me. I’ve been called ‘ghost girl’ and ‘powder-face,’ but never glamorous. Though I do appreciate your help, just the same.” “What? I think you’re a beautiful girl!” She finished smoothing my hair. “Seriously, women the world over would kill for your porcelain skin, your natural platinum hair, and those eyes! I don’t think I’ve ever seen that color of green before. It’s like peridot, or kiwis.” I couldn’t help but smile. “Gee . . . thanks.” “Whoever this James guy is, he must be pretty important, huh?”

Book site: www.cobbogoth.com

Cobbogoth Facebook Page: 

About the Author:

Hannah L. Clark was raised in the very small town of Oak City, UT with seven sisters and one brother.  She spent most of her childhood daydreaming, writing stories, building forts, chasing after boys, and working really hard to earn money.  (With six older sisters, her parents were really poor by the time she came along.)

In spite of great learning difficulty brought on by dyslexia, Hannah graduated from high school with honors and was awarded a scholarship in English to Utah Valley University. 

In 2006 she graduated from UVU with her Bachelor’s degree in English Literature and immediately began two of her most exciting adventures yet: Motherhood and writing her first novel.

Five and a half years later, Hannah completed Cobbogoth, a Young Adult Fantasy-Adventure novel, and book one in a seven book series.

She currently lives in Pleasant Grove, Utah with her husband Michael, and their son.  Hannah actively seeks to inspire kids and adults by speaking about her experiences of becoming an author in spite of dyslexia.

Hannah still daydreams, writes stories, builds forts, chases after her boys, and works really hard to earn money. 

Favorite Quote: “Whatever you think you can or can’t do, you’re right.” -Henry Ford

The author is generously giving away 5 signed copies of Cobbogoth!

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26 Responses to “{Excerpt+G!veaway} Cobbogoth by Hannah Clark”

  1. evrythngzen

    Thank you so much for introducing this book. It sounds really interesting and very differnt from the norm. Thank you for the giveaway also.

  2. NoraA

    This is the first I’ve heard of this book, but the blurb has drawn me in. I love stories that start out with lost or mythological civilizations. And it’s a book I can share with my eldest son. Also a big reader.

  3. Lori Thomas

    Sounds like a very interesting book. Thx 4 the chance!!

    ctymice at gmail dot ocm

  4. Kae

    Sounds like a interesting book the excerpt was interesting.
    Im looking forward to reading more of the book 🙂

  5. Lilian

    I saw this on another blog about a month or two ago and forgot about it, but my interests is renewed with the excerpt! I would love to score a copy~

    Lilian @ A Novel Toybox

  6. Darling Nikki

    I didn’t even read much of the chapter and knew this is something I have to read! If I don’t win, I definitely have to have this ASAP!

  7. kristiana

    the tittle is not familiar in my ear, i wish i can hear how the speech is 🙂
    but i love the cover, with those color ^^

    thank you for the giveaway ^^

  8. laura thomas

    Heard about this book a while ago and am so glad to see it here. It sounds intriguing and would be fun to read and review. Crossing my fingers and toes! Thanks so much for the giveaway and have a wonderful weekend.

  9. kimba88

    This is new to me but it sounds interesting..thanks for sharing the excerpt and for the chance to win a copy!

  10. Emily

    I saw this the other day on someone’s WOW post or goodreads… somewhere, but I remember thinking it sounds so awesome!

  11. Hannah L. Clark

    Michelle, Thank you so much for hosting me and my book on your blog! I SO appreciate the time you took to share Cobbogoth with your followers. Every little bit helps so much!

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