When Sangre, the tatted and built officer of the Night Rebels MC, agrees to be the bodyguard of Isla Rose, he has no idea what he’s in for. It’s just an ordinary gig: a bodyguard for a temperamental, difficult, diva who thinks a fan is out to get her. Sangre doesn’t have time for drama and decides there’s no way he’s going to indulge the spoiled rock star. He’ll do his job and be out of there. Does he believe her? Not really. In his opinion the whole crazed fan scare is a ploy to garner more attention in the papers. But he isn’t there to analyze her, just play bodyguard until she goes back to LA. But when he sees her on stage, he’s mesmerized. Then she starts to sing and she captivates him. The sound of her voice is thick and sweet like warm honey dripping over him. In that moment he realizes this isn’t going to be any ordinary gig. He’s definitely screwed. As he watches her, something familiar pulls him in. Something from his past … Isla Rose’s life is spiraling out of control. She needs to relax and get away from all the hype. So she runs away and finds a slice of peace in Alina, but it is short-lived. Creepy fan letters invade her peaceful oasis. When she first lays eyes on her bodyguard, she can’t help but notice his tanned, muscled arms covered with wicked tattoos. The way women flock to him tells her he’s bad news. A heartbreaker in a leather jacket. She needs his protection and nothing more. But she can’t stop him from invading her thoughts. The way he looks at her, she knows he wants to take her body then her soul. And she wants to give him her all. He reminds her of someone from her past. Someone she yearned for in silence. Maybe she’s safer taking her chances with the creepy fan and forgetting all about the tattooed hunk who’s turning her life upside down. Sangre is a standalone book in the Night Rebels MC Romance series. HEA. No cliffhangers. 18 +.