I’d like to welcome back Sage Marlowe. He’s coming back to us with Re-Submission for an awesome reason – Re-Submission has been nominated for Best BDSM Book of the Love Romance Cafe 2012 Awards! Woohoo! Go Sage!

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Curious Characters by Sage Marlowe

Hello, visitors of Jen’s blog! I’m delighted to be a guest here today—thank you, Jen, for having me!

My name is Sage Marlowe and I’m a multi-published author of gay erotic romance novels. I write stories about real men that face real problems. Usually this works quite well for me but sometimes, as an author, I face some real problems with my characters.

You see, fictional characters are curious people. Yes, people. I’m sure most writers will agree with me on that. As a story develops, our characters begin to reveal their personality and sometimes they do stuff they were never meant to do in the first place. I’m often surprised where my boys take me and what harebrained ideas they come up with while finding their way towards each other. I’m also quite frequently surprised by, um, how often they’re at it, but boys will be boys, I guess.

Characters are people who sometimes become friends. And sometimes, a character just won’t go away. One such character is Francis Hollister. When he first entered the scene in Sub-Mission, he was supposed to play just a minor support role as Pierce’s brother and the proud owner of the BDSM club where the story is set. That was the plan. But Francis—France—being the scheming deviant he is, kept sneaking up on me again and again until eventually, he became a very important element in the story.

But that was not enough for him—oh no, far from it. By the time Sub-Mission was submitted and ready for release, he’d already charmed his way into my heart to the point where I just knew that I’d have to tell his story, too. Re-Submission was born.

My first thoughts about the book were to give France the perfect sub to complement the Dom in him, but once again, I found myself with characters who snatched the reins to the story right out of my hand and ran away with it. I’d planned to tell the story from France’s point of view, or maybe from his partner, Shae’s, but no. Before I knew it, a third guy entered the scene. Tyler. I remember the moment very well. My exact thought was “Oh, crap. What am I gonna do with him?” I had never intended to write a threesome, least of all in a story that was so clearly meant for two, a Dom and his sub.

But Tyler was persistent. Not only did he wriggle his pert butt into Francis’ club and ultimately, into bed with Francis and Shae, no, he also took on the role of narrator which, I think, makes for a very interesting constellation. And I’m obviously not the only one who thinks so because after receiving a glowing five star review by MMGoodBookReviews, Re-Submission has taken the next step—Tyler, Francis and Shae have just bagged themselves a nomination for Best BDSM Book of 2012 in the LRCafe Awards.

Curious? Here’s the nominee:

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MM contemporary erotic romance, BDSM / Novel

Heat level: Total-E-Melting

Published by: Total-E-Bound Publishing

Book blurb

Rubbing a toppy sub, a submissive Top and a Dom with attitude together is guaranteed to send sparks flying — but what will they ignite?

Meet Tyler Kane. Ballsy and headstrong, he’s far from being the submissive type. Francis Hollister, Dom and proud owner of a BDSM club, couldn’t agree more — and yet, as Tyler carelessly suggests a bet, Francis sees an opportunity arise and decides to take him up on it.

Soon Tyler finds himself in Francis’ club and about to be trained as a sub. When Shae, the gorgeous Top Francis has assigned to teach him, doesn’t appear to be quite as dominant as his role would lead to believe and Francis turns out to be a rather versatile Dom, Tyler sees a perfect match just waiting to be made happen. Too bad though that he’s the only one who sees it. Or maybe he isn’t?

Curious to find out what happens when you rub a submissive Top, a toppy sub and a Dom with attitude together and what exactly the sparks from that explosive combination ignite, Tyler enlists the help of Pierce, Francis’ brother, and his partner Noah, and sets out on a mission.

While Tyler’s plan seems to work out astonishingly well, it seems that there’s more than one man in the club who is pursuing a hidden agenda…


“Oh, come on, you’ve got to be joking!” Tyler groaned when the smoke-grey Jaguar in front of him slowed and braked yet again instead of just passing the orange light. “Why does this always happen when I’m in a fucking hurry?” he grumbled, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel as he counted to ten. Then twenty. Thirty. The light changed but the Jaguar remained glued to the asphalt and cowered on the road like a beautiful but lazy cat.

“Hel-lo!” Tyler shouted, but nothing happened. Except that the light changed back to red after a short period. “Fuck!”

Tyler thumped the steering wheel and watched the other car. Its driver must have been busy checking stock exchange rates instead of paying attention to the traffic. But then again, with a car like this, the driver was in all probability not the owner but rather some poor soul who had to ferry an overpaid, underworked business executive around. The light went green again and still the Jaguar remained in place.

At last, the driver’s door opened and a slim figure hopped out.

“Damn, how sick can you get?” Tyler muttered. A chauffeur in uniform was one thing, but this one was wearing a uniform made of black leather.

The man went around the car, opened the bonnet and disappeared behind it. Seconds later, he turned up again and walked to the rear of the car where he seemed to be talking to whoever sat in the backseat.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake!” Tyler unclipped his belt, then got out of the car and slammed the door shut, just to vent some of his frustration. Staring at the Jaguar, he shouted, “I don’t care what your problem is, but could you just remove that pile of scrap so I can get past? I’ve somewhere to be and I haven’t got all day to get there.”

Startled, the driver glanced in Tyler’s direction but not quite at him. He was younger than Tyler had assumed him to be at first sight. He must have been in his early twenties, but skinny and fine-boned and not Tyler’s type. Plus, his nervy fidgetiness was rather annoying, as was the fact that he didn’t give an answer. Ignoring Tyler, he shifted his attention back to his passenger. Just as Tyler was about to turn around and leave the irritating thing alone, the back door of the car was opened and the mysterious second man emerged.

Tyler froze mid-motion. The driver had been of little interest to him, but the passenger had his entire attention in an instant. Tall and with the kind of posture that suggested a greater physical power than his refined, somewhat snobbish exterior led one to believe, he was right up Tyler’s alley. He was also probably older than him by a few years and quite handsome in a distinguished way. The clothes he wore must have cost more than Tyler earned in a month.

“Sugar daddy,” Tyler whispered to himself.

“I apologise for the inconvenience,” the man called out to him. “I’m afraid the car refuses to start and my driver has no idea why that is.” His voice was kind and pleasant but instead of sounding apologetic, there was a decisive tone to it, as if its owner was used to giving orders and being obeyed without question. Tyler liked it. He went to the Jaguar and held out his hand to the stranger without even thinking about it.

“Tyler Kane. Any clues as to what’s wrong with it?”

“Francis Hollister,” the other man replied as he gave Tyler’s hand a dry, firm squeeze. “And no. The engine just died when we stopped and won’t start again.”

“Got enough petrol?”

“I hope so.” Francis glanced at his leather-clad driver with a faint smile on his face and Tyler, too, turned to the boy. “Well, have you?”

He got a wordless, weak nod in reply.

“Okay. Good. Was there anything unusual with it?”

Not meeting his eyes, the boy didn’t answer.

“Hi there, anyone at home?” Tyler enquired, letting sarcasm seep into his voice. “I’m talking to you. You’re the driver, you must have noticed something. Besides, if that’s your job, you should have some idea about cars. So?”

Still, the young man ignored him and Tyler’s anger flared up again.

“Is there something wrong with you? I’m talking to you. Are you deaf?”

“No, he’s not deaf.” Francis took a step closer to him, blocking the chauffeur with his body. “And I’d appreciate it if you didn’t shout at him.”

“Well, what’s the matter with him? Can’t he speak for himself?” Tyler asked.

“Not right now, no.”

“Why’s that? Cat got his tongue?”

“He’s ordered to silence,” Francis said.

“He’s what?”

“Ordered to silence.”

“By whom?”



Francis didn’t bat an eyelid as he said, “Because I wanted to.”

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Author bio

Sage is a multi-published author of gay erotic romance and loves taking romance to the edge. The edge of passion, the edge of pleasure, the edge of propriety.

Hopelessly in love with books from a very early age on, Sage has dreamt of writing one for years while working on the day job instead. It took a very persistent character in the company of a much-adored Muse to finally get the first novel going. The fact that this gorgeous guy was gay came as a bit of a surprise, but it explained a lot.

Ever since, Sage has been the willing slave to all the fascinating guys who just keep queuing up and want their stories told. This has resulted in several published books and countless manuscripts at various stages of completion, so there’s always something to work on—preferably at night when the rest of the house is asleep.

Sage’s characters often have a dramatic and sometimes traumatic past and need to battle some demons to be with the one they love. But don’t worry, they get quite a lot of naughty action along the way to keep them happy and there will always be a happy end!

You can find Sage at: Blog * Facebook * Twitter

You can email him at: marlowe.sage@yahoo.co.uk