Wednesday, 11 February 2026
Riga Book Series Links
This book series is about Riga. I know
who Riga is and what she stands for. This is about Riga. She represents
strength in adversity and courage and love. To February 2026 there are
six books.
Tuesday, 10 February 2026
Riga chill sub
Riga was in her plane cockpit. The lid was closed. She was still on the ground. The turboprop engine spun over. It made a whirring noise. Quite pleasant if somewhat odd. Not a bad sound. The Aircon hummed along. This was cool in more than description. It was chilling the small pilot. Her mood was cool. Not fury. She nodded. This was good. One thing I like about the plane is the AC. The makers installed a good system. It cannot be improved. Riga adjusted the vents. They were positioned within reach. Even with a full flight suit she was fine. She finished her pre-flight checks. Flicked through computer screens. Checking the bird’s stats. Its stats were her stats. All was in the green as normal. Riga allowed another minute to cool down and for any errors to show up. There were none. She advanced the single throttle to Full Power. A whine filled the cockpit now. Releasing the brakes, she moved forward. The runway was visible through the canopy and Heads Up Display. She taxied onto the centre and got radio clearance off the tower. Grinning she tightened her face mask. Away they went. Acceleration pushed her into the seat as six thousand horses did their joyous work. Soon Riga was flying. She brought up the gear and kept the flaps down for best climb speed. Up aloft. Nothing serious now. A training test mission. A few loops and rolls and going up to maximum height. Riga closed her visor and monitored the screens and gauges. A clear flying day. The AC did its job. As did Riga. Noting off test points on the chart strapped to her knee with a pencil. Easy peasy lemon squeezy! Riga the test pilot loving the Aircon. Her six-ton plane was part of her. She rolled upside down. Her hair fell loose. Her heart jumped with joy. I am a bird. Bird Riga...
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Riga Limit
Riga Limit
Riga flew her spaceship over the blue alien planet. Light years from Earth. She was maxed out. No sleep for twenty-four hours. Her chest felt tight her breathing laboured. Fuck! My angina high blood and heart disease. I faint light headed. Oh no! not a stoke. Her vision blurred slightly. Her mind was mush. Cognitively she could handle no more. Her mind was processing information wrongly. Fuck! I'm losing my damn edge. My health conditions. I thought they were fixed. Shit. Gotta bring up the flight computer before I crash. Computer come online. Take over. I am... Struggling...
Pink lights danced on the air before Riga. The computer online. She nodded. The computer read her thoughts. It began a landing approach. Made the force field stronger. Lowered the landing skids. Narrowed the viewing window view. Fine tined the anti-gravity system for the local gravity. Enabling the invisibility cloak.
Riga lay back and shut her eyes. She was thinking of her father. Always of him. Where was he now? Could she fly to him in such a ship? Could she do a magic spell? Juniper's Daughter had taught Riga well. But what Riga asked was impossible. To see her father again. Except in a dream. A dream…
Riga's ship landed safely. Riga was elsewhere. Physically on the flight deck sprawled on the large red leather pilot’s seat. She was in another place. There was no more fatigue or mental overload. She was calm relaxed. Not irate with Pedro or stressed with work or full of sadness. She was... Fine.
My dear Riga. Please do not worry. Try to relax. You are with me now. In this place there is no time. You can go forward or back. Simply join me here when you want. We are together then. Please stop worrying and grieving. Please my daughter! I beg you. The truth is I never left you. I simply changed form. Like water changes form from a liquid to a gas to solid. Please understand that. I am always by your side. I never left Riga. And please forgive Pedro. Do not be mad at him. He's a good guy. Even if you are no longer together. Please be his friend. You hurt him deeply. Make peace with yourself and with him. Promise me on this Riga...
Yes father. I promise you. I missed you so much...
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Monday, 9 February 2026
Dream Mind: A Series of Dream Images in Words by Nick Armbrister
https://books2read.com/u/mZ1E2p
A book about the dreams of a man called Veno. Venture through his dreams, enter his mind and see dozens of different worlds, situations and images. From forbidden sex, to the supernatural, to fantastic flying experiences and much more. This a different book for all you dreamers.
Riga Snarl
Riga Snarl
Riga picked up the pistol. I will show you! Good it's loaded three shots in it. Where is that cocksucker? Pedro took my pet dog. Bastard! Bastard from Portugal. You learn the hard way my ex. You will die for stealing Riga's green coloured pet dog. My dog Hongdu is the only green dog ever. He isn't a brush painted green one. A fake. Hongdu is real. I got him from Juniper's Daughter after we went to an alien world. Hongdu isn't an Earthling dog. He's from Planet Ming Ming. The same name as the pussy cat. You better bring him back to me or else. I've three slugs in this pistol. It just takes one to off you. Pedro the bastard from Portugal! Oh, how you make my blood boil bright red! Wait Pedro. I will get Hongdu back. I will take my time and use my ship. I will stalk you and abduct you. Tie you up. Shoot you three times in the face. I know my green dog Hongdu will be with you. No need to ask you. Though I'll ask you why you stole him. I will pre- flight my flying saucer. Soon Hongdu will be here. Get ready Pedro. You will meet your maker. Any love we had is gone. I only feel anger for you. This transcript is over. And you will soon be Pedro...
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Sunday, 8 February 2026
Riga Chilled time
Riga Chilled Time
Riga was chilling out between flights. She was in the ready room with the other pilots. One pilot, a small man named Brown, cooked some rice. It was two days old. He fried it with egg and honey. It looked disgusting yet smelled delightful. The taste was even better. Riga took a plate.
"This is lovely Brown. How the hell did you decide to put honey with it? Never seen that before." Riga munched away using a big spoon. Two big sausages joined the meal. All were soon eaten.
"Another plate Riga? Nice isn't it? I was experimenting and even tried strawberry jam. It was too sweet. Honey was just right. The egg balances it out." Brown scooped more rice onto her plate.
"Cheers mate. The rice is indeed yummy. It's my fuel like high octane is for our planes. Thanks. Two plates will be enough hehe." The small gal pilot would get bigger if she ate any more! Then she would need a bigger flight suit.
"Have as much as you want Riga. It's an honour to cook for the squadrons' pilots.have a good flight." Brown went on serving the other pilots and ground crew. He had three big pans of fried rice. All would be eaten.
"Appreciate the sentiments. Later." Riga finished her meal and coffee. She had a patrol by the river later. Enemy planes had been probing the defenses. She would provide the defense and probe them with her own guns. Riga the ace pilot. Today fuelled by honey egg fried rice and sausages!
Saturday, 7 February 2026
I Am Riga!
I Am Riga!
My name is Riga!
I am small in height
I excel in critical thinking
I am very bad tempered
I am warm and caring
I am a real person
I love my family
I have little feet
I am cute like a guinea pig
I work as a Team Leader
I am a soldier
I fought in several battles
I am a spy and operative
I am a criminal mastermind
I am a spaceship pilot
I own a flying saucer
I visited other planets
I am a fighter pilot
I fly a Messerschmitt 309 plane
I have a witch friend Juniper's Daughter
I dated Pedro for over two years
I do not think of Pedro now
I ghosted Pedro after my father died
I am different now after losing father
I like alternative music
I like tattoos
I like hiking mountains
I could go on but will not
I am Riga!
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