Brittany Cournoyer

Brittany Cournoyer and I met through social media and is another Midwestern author!

Author Bio

Brittany was born in a small town in Alabama and moved to Indiana when she was thirteen years old. She currently resides there and works as an operator at a local hospital. When she isn’t working, she loves to spend her free time writing stories, playing with her puppy, Delilah, watching television, and spending time with loved ones.

Tell us about yourself.

I currently reside in Indiana where I work part-time as a switchboard operator at a hospital. When I’m not working, I’m either writing, spending time with some of my favorite people, or spoiling my dog, Delilah. While at home, my television is usually on the ID channel or food network, which is ironic since I can’t even boil water. I love movies (the scarier, the batter), and music from the 70s and 80s. And that’s pretty much it 😊

When did you know you wanted to be an author?

I’ve always loved books. There are videos of me my mother has where I’m sitting on her lap at 7 years old reading a book out loud to her. The older I got, my love and passion for books increased until I decided to try and write my own.

What genres do you like to read? Are these the same genres you write in?

Oh, I absolutely love to read second chance romances and the fake relationship. But, oddly enough, I’ve never written one.

Is your book for adults, young adults or children?

Definitely adults.

What is your current release or project?

I have a release coming at the end of October entitled Sinister Shadows.

Tell us about the key characters

Duncan awakens in a hospital with no memory whatsoever. He only has the word of his husband, Pierce, to go by. Only, Duncan doesn’t remember being married or who Pierce is…

What is your blurb or synopsis of the book?

Who is Duncan Reynolds? Pierce, the man claiming to be my husband says that’s me.

A racing heart and a need to breathe are my only memories when I wake in an unfamiliar room surrounded by strangers. With nothing else to go on, I have to trust the people around me to help me remember.

As days stretch into weeks, I know the reoccurring dreams of dark alleys and sinister shadows can’t be ignored, and the only person I have to help me is Pierce. With my memory slowly starting to return, I know things aren’t always as they seem. Will searching for the past lead me closer to my husband or toward the danger that’s lurking just out of sight?

Share an excerpt

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

The sound of feet heavily pounding against the pavement mingled with the loud pants of air that burst from his lungs.

As sweat slickened his body, making the fabric of his T-shirt stick to his skin, his chest heaved from exertion as he ran down the alley. But he refused to stop and catch his breath. The pain in his side was minute compared to the feeling that spurred him on—fear.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

Putting one foot in front of another, he allowed the terror that coursed through his veins be the driving force behind his feet. Tears streamed down his face and his mouth as dry. His entire body was shaking from the run, and his feet were aching. But he couldn’t stop, wouldn’t stop. Stopping would be his undoing, and he had to keep going.

Shadows danced across the brick buildings on either side of him as he made his dash down the alleyway. Every little noise had him jumping, and every movement from the corner of his eye had him veering off his direct path a little. But he couldn’t be deterred. Not when he was so close to his destination.

A streetlamp illuminated the end of the alley, casting a tiny bit of light, a beacon for him to find his way out. All he had to do was make it a few more steps…

Do you have a favorite scene?

I do! It’s a pivotal point in the book where everything starts to come together, and I hope when people read it they ask themselves “What just happened?”

What advice would you give a beginner?

Don’t give up. Even when you think no one will ever give your work a chance, or that what you wrote isn’t good enough, keep going.