#isabel canas

[edwardslovelyelizabeth]

The Possession of Alba Díaz by Isabel Cañas

«It was an ancient terror, I’ve heard people say. Or a pagan devil, rising from the dark maw of the mine to devour all in its path. Some say it was a haunting. If you ask me, that’s too straightforward. Can you imagine if this were nothing but a ghost story, full of cold drafts and shadows where they oughtn’t be, clammy palms and sweaty napes? That’s too clean a tale. Too simple. And this one gets messy.»

[luxaofhesperides]

THE POSSESSION OF ALBA DIAZ by Isabel Cañas

For that was the foremost rule at Almaden, a law he could never forget, even if it felt as though a lifetime had passed since he had been in a mine: When you descended into the dark, you never went alone.

[virgilean]

The Possession of Alba Diaz by Isabel Cañas

“Some of us are shackled to the world we are born in. We cannot change. We cannot leave.” The bitterness of her own voice tasted like ash. “We can only dream of bigger cages.”

[bangbangwhoa]

books I’ve read in 2025 📖 no. 099

The Possession of Alba Diaz by Isabel Cañas

“Can you imagine if this were nothing but a ghost story, full of cold drafts and shadows where they oughtn’t be, clammy palms and sweaty napes? That’s too clean a tale. Too simple. And this one gets messy.”

[lobster-tales]

Books Read in 2025

Vampires of El Norte by Isabel Cañas

This creature, whether it was made by God’s hand or the Devil’s, whether it was born of its own foul will in the shadows of the chaparral, would feed as it had been born to feed. That alone did not make it evil.

[alextbphotography]

"This creature, whether it was made by God's hand or the Devil's, whether it was born of its own foul will in the shadows of the chaparral, would feed as it had been born to feed. That alone did not make it evil." –Isabel Cañas, Vampires of El Norte 🍂 // all photos are mine 🌙

[untalented-but-opinionated]

Books I Read in 2026: The Possession of Alba Diaz by Isabel Cañas

How foolish of her to dream of autonomy. Of control over her own life. She had never had any. She had always been this: a mongrel of mortal and monster, her soul charred and crumbling, her life forfeit since the moment her wet body emerged from a stranger and met the icy mountain air. She had never had anyone but the demon.

[artbyvampiraptor]

Hiiiii I'm obsessed with Vampires of El Norte by Isabel Cañas IT'S SO ROMANTIC BOI I DIE (also there's vampires sometimes and that always helps)