Book Title: Little Harbour
Author and Publisher: Sophia Soames
Narrator: Jaxon Jensen
Release Date: February 18, 2026
Tense/POV: third person/present tense
Genres: Contemporary MM Romance, Single dad
Tropes: Forbidden love, friends to lovers, small town romance, forced proximity
Themes: Single Dad, Family, Children, Coming out, bisexual awakening, Male Midwife
Heat Rating: 4 flames
Length: 14 hours and 6 minutes
It is a standalone story and does not end on a cliffhanger.
Very clear content warnings for the very last bonus chapter, with an opt out clause if the reader/listener prefers to end the book there. Not reading the bonus chapter does not affect the overall enjoyment of the book or storyline.
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One messy single dad. One celebrity midwife. Four feral children. A lifetime of love.
Blurb
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, 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 gotten over Jens Sommerfeldt years ago.
A M/M novel full of love and family life, featuring a horde 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.
“Pappa, did you order tampons in the shop? I’m out again. I also need paracetamol and deodorant, if you could order some for next week. And I think you should get deodorant for Morten. He stinks.”
“I can do that.” Jens snorts. “I’m not sure about the tampons. You need to look in the bags. I can’t be bothered to unpack it all. I’ve put the ice cream away, though. I think.”
“Oh, what flavour did you get? Mint choc?” Malena is already rummaging in the freezer, grabbing two spoons on the way back to the table.
“Of course. The only flavour worth buying,” he replies and accepts the spoon from his daughter. They sit there in silence, eating ice cream in the dark, straight out of the tub, with only the sheen from the laptop keeping them company.
“Okay, I’ve added more tampons, deodorant for girls, deodorant for stinky boys and paracetamol. What else do we need? Any more girly bits while I have the page open?”
“Pappa. Could you order me some…” Malena quietens. Pops another spoonful of ice cream in her mouth.
“What do you need? You can ask me anything. I’m not Mamma, but I am human. I’ll get you whatever you need. Within reason. Those 3000 Kroner trainers are still a no, Lena. Not even up for discussion.”
“Pappa, I was just kidding about the trainers. I was thinking that I’m almost seventeen. I thought I should maybe have some, you know, just in case. If I met someone and I wanted to.”
“Do you want me to buy some condoms? So, you can have some if you need them?”
Malena nods. She won’t even meet his eyes. Embarrassed. Sucking on her spoon.
“There is a pack in the cabinet in the bathroom you can have. I’m sure it’s still there.”
She lets out a little snort. Giggles.
“Pappa, have you actually looked at that packet? It must have expired centuries ago. Morten and I used some of them to try to make balloon animals a few years ago. I think there is one left. We didn’t dare use it in case you noticed we’d been in the pack.”
“Balloon animals? Fucking hell. Did they work?” Jens is laughing now. It feels good to laugh.
“No, they smelt disgusting and were all slippery and horrible.”
“Horrible children, you two. No respect for my things.”
“Why did you have them anyway? I mean, wasn’t Mamma on the pill?”
“I don’t even remember to be honest. I think she was off them when she was breastfeeding the little ones. I don’t remember. It seems like it was so long ago now. Anyway. Condoms for my almost grown-up daughter. Bloody hell. Do I need to have the talk with you then? The one about boys being horrible human beings and just wanting to get in your knickers?”
“Shut up, Pappa. No, I know my shit. Just leave it and get me some condoms. I won’t get pregnant, and I won’t get riddled with STDs and I will get on the pill if I end up with a steady boyfriend at some point. End of.”
“End of. Cool. Just ask if you need anything else. I will never judge. Never get angry. Just tell me if you need anything, and if I can help, I will.”
“I know. It’s cool.”
“Malena, do you think you could babysit next Thursday evening? If I go out and meet someone?”
“Shut up, Pappa! Have you got a date?” Malena is actually laughing in his face.
He could get a date, he thinks. What is wrong with her? Of course, he could get a date if he wanted one. Not that he wants to. He does not want to date anyone. He just wants to meet Axel. He wants Axel back. That’s all.
“Not a date, Lena. Not a date. Just going for a beer with this guy I used to hang out with in school. His name is Axel, and he used to be a really cool dude, so I thought it would be nice to catch up. Just go out and have a laugh. Do you think that’s wrong? I can’t decide if it’s a stupid idea or a good one. I don’t even know where we should go. Where do two grown-up people go for a beer in Oslo these days?”
“Don’t ask me, Pappa. I’m sixteen, remember? I have no idea what beer is or where to get it.”
“Of course not, Lena. Do you still need four tins for Friday?”
“Yup. Will be responsible and not drink more than four. Don’t mix drinks and no spirits until I am eighteen. Vodka is not my friend. I get it.”
“Cool. You get four beers, and I get babysitting on Thursday night. I leave at eight. You get Morten in bed by nine. Deal?”
“Deal.” She rolls her eyes. He gives her one of those looks he does. The one that says, ‘Don’t mess with me, darling girl.’
He thinks he is lucky. He has Malena. Without her, he would have been in an even bigger mess than he finds himself in now. She’s her mother’s daughter. She’s amazing. He knows that, and he knows how proud he is, of all his children. They will be fine. He will be fine. Everything will be fine.
He just doesn’t feel fine. Not at all.
ALSO AVAILABLE FROM SOPHIA SOAMES AND JAXON JENSEN
Book Title: Second Winter
Audio Release Date: March 10, 2025
Tense/POV: first person/ past tense
Genres: Contemporary MM Romance, Sweden
Tropes: Second Chance, ten years later, school reunion
Themes: Grief, forgiveness, untangling past mistakes
Heat Rating: 4 flames
Length: 7 hours and 10 minutes
It is a standalone story and does not end on a cliffhanger.
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Ten years ago, Ned Anderson made the biggest mistake of his life.
Blurb
Ten years ago, Ned Anderson made the biggest mistake of his life.
Now he’s been invited to go back to Sweden for his exchange-year high school reunion. It’s a chance to reunite with all the people he once considered friends, and the invite promises a charcuterie board, open bar, all that…crap.
The biggest mistake of his life was leaving, and if he went back…
Does he even want to?
Teddy Backman has become exactly what everyone expected of him. He runs his farm the way his father once did. Gets up in the morning and gets things done. Tries to remember what’s next. Wonders why he feels so violently lonely when he’s surrounded by so many good things. The sun. The sky. The earth. The trees. All the trees.
He’s already deleted that email—the one inviting him to someone’s idea of a joke. There’s no one from back then he’s interested in talking to, let alone drinking or, God forbid, dancing with.
A high school reunion is Teddy’s idea of a nightmare, and he probably shouldn’t let anyone drag him along. He’ll only regret it.
But what’s the point of regret in the grander scale of things? It’s not like Ned Anderson’s going to turn up, is it? The guy who fled straight back to Arizona without even a last longing glance.
Second Winter is the story of something that was always there. A second chance at happiness in the last place you’d expect to find it.
Author’s note:
This book deals with grief, death of a loved one and feelings of loneliness. Please read with care if these themes may affect you.
About the Author
Sophia Soames should be old enough to know better but has barely grown up. She has been known to fangirl over TV shows, has fallen in and out of love with more popstars than she dares to remember, and has a ridiculously high-flying (un-)glamourous real-life job.
Her long-suffering husband just laughs at her antics. Their children are feral. The dogs are too.
She lives in a creaky old house in rural London, although her heart is still in her native Scandinavia.
Discovering that the stories in her head make sense when written down has been part of the most hilarious midlife crisis ever, and she hopes it may long continue.
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About the Narrator
Jaxon Jensen is an internationally recognized and awarded singer and actor, hailing from rural Western Canada. He is a classically trained opera singer, graduate of the University of British Columbia’s Undergraduate Opera Performance Program, Staatsoper Unter den Linden’s Advanced Apprenticeship Program, and has lived and worked around the globe. In 2023 he officially opened his own studio, Jaxon Jensen Studio, where he trains actors and vocalists from around the world, and has discovered a newfound joy in championing the success of his students. He currently lives in Mexico City, where he is surrounded by love, laughter, and the most supportive community he could ever ask for. A special thank you to Eric, without whom none of this could be possible, and to Sophia for creating a world where people like us do get a happy ending. Your words are a gift to us all.
Jaxon
