Scandinavian Comfort Book 1
This is a story about life and death, because there was never anyone else for Jens. He had been with Sofie almost all his life, from the day they met at school when they were fifteen, until the day she took her final breath against his chest. She was always everything to him. As he was to her. He never doubted that. Not for a minute.
This is an adventure of hope, where Axel Kleve keeps himself too busy to even stop and think. Work, sleep, eat, repeat. He loves his job as a Midwife at Oslo’s University Hospital, He’s good at lecturing and training, and now he has somehow been pushed into running “Ask Axel,” a midwifery blog on PNN.no, the parenting-site everyone in Norway trusts.
This is a tale of second chances. Jens, he doesn't let himself think of Axel. He doesn't think of Axel at all. And Axel needs to stop longing for that one crush he’s never been able to leave behind. It’s just plain ridiculous. He should have got over Jens Sommerfeldt years ago.
A M/M novel full of love and family life, featuring a herd of feral children, a stolen pram, a Midwifery blog and an ill advised stint on TV. Oh yes, and a man who had lost hope and another who never gave it up.
- 2 To Be Read lists
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 5
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Bisexual, Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 36-45
Protagonist 2 Age: 36-45
Tropes: Coming Out Later in Life, Death of Parent, Families/Raising Kids, Famous / Not Famous, First Time, Gay for You / Straight to Gay, Hurt / Comfort, InstaLove / Love at First Sight, Queer Wedding, Reunited and it Feels So Good, Second Chances, True Love
Word Count: 140000
Setting: Oslo, Norway
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Same Universe / Various Characters
Sommerfeldt apartment, Skøyen, Oslo Early Friday morning.
At first, he can’t figure out where on earth he is. Just that there are arms and legs everywhere. Little arms. Small legs. And there is definitely a foot wedged under his chin. A very tiny foot.
There is also a little boy standing next to the bed just staring at him. Wearing mismatched pyjamas and an angry scowl under his far too long fringe, a mop of hair that doesn’t even resemble a haircut.
“There is no room for me!” he says. “You are in my space.”
Axel tries to lift his head.
There is that foot again. Pinning him back down, to the point that he has to roll over on his side to sit up.READ MORE
Jens is asleep with his back to them, still in his shirt and jeans from last night, and there is a little girl asleep across the pillows, arms and legs splayed out like a starfish. And here is Axel. Being stared at by this little lad, who Axel thinks he remembers is Mikki.
“Sorry Mikki. I’ll get up, so you can sleep here. Sorry. Your Pappa said it was okay for me to sleep over.”
“Okay.” Mikki says. “If you are getting up, can I have a Nutella sandwich? I’m hungry.”
And that is how Axel finds himself trying to make Mikki a sandwich in the kitchen instead of going home. Which was his plan. His honest plan. He didn’t plan on standing in the kitchen trying to figure out how to work the strange looking contraption that Mikki swears is a toaster and going through the shopping bags on the floor to see if he can find Nutella. It’s a mess. Even Axel can see that.
It’s almost even worse that he slept wearing yesterday’s clothes, and that he knows he smells bad. Or that his hair is greasy and sticking up at every angle, and his lips are chapped from all that kissing. He remembers the kissing. Oh, he remembers the kisses all right!
He doesn’t quite know how to handle the girl who is standing in front of him with her arms crossed and giving him the filthiest look. She hates him already. Great.
“Axel. I’m hungry. Hurry up.” Mikki is banging his fists on the kitchen table. And Axel has got bread in the toaster. Nutella open. A knife that might or might not be clean. And his hand stretched out to the girl.
“Hi, I’m Axel. Sorry. I ended up crashing here last night. I am going to go, I was just getting Mikki a Nutella sandwich. Is he allowed Nutella for breakfast? I wasn’t sure. I couldn’t find butter. Do you put butter under Nutella?”
God, He is an embarrassment. Rambling. And the girl doesn’t look impressed.
“No butter, just Nutella. And the toast is burning by the way.” She flicks her hair. Walks out. And Axel feels like an idiot.
Dec 10, 2018
Amy rated it
it was amazing
Absolutely my favorite book of the year
A beautiful tale of love and loss. Of finding the love of your life a second time. A simple tale of everyday life, love and laughter. Jens and Axel were so very well written, the love and joy touched my very soul. This kind of love, the soul mate kind, I’ve seen only in two other books - at least as believable as this one. I can truly see them being reborn for each other, time after time. Plot bunny? I loved the big, loud family and the fact that the book was family centered the entire story. The absolute best part of the story is the ending. Beautiful and poignant, I cried buckets. Some from sorrow, but a lot in happiness believing that a love like this can exist. The author has me captivated from the writing style, to the group chats, to the mattress slide. But the cushion. Oh the cushion broke my heart and rebuilt it all in one. What a brilliant idea. I read this book. Then read the ending again. Then read from the middle on to the end. Then I read the first chapter when I decided I had better write this down before I get lost in Axel and Jens. Again. It’s that awesome
The Scandinavian Comfort series will focus on M/M pairings, finding love and living in Scandinavia, with the cultural comforting way of life the Scandinavian people enjoy. The stories will feature real imperfect people, living everyday lives raising their families in the spirit of the Scandinavian motto ''Lagom''. That what we have right now is enough. You are enough, and this, is just perfect.