Author:
Paul W. Feenstra is a historical fiction novelist. Meticulously researched and detailed, his character driven novels create a dramatic window into our chronicled and complex past. Born in Wellington, New Zealand, in 1959, to Dutch immigrants, Paul still commutes to Los Angeles, California, where he worked as a multiple ‘Emmy’ nominated entertainment industry professional.

Created in a similar style as acclaimed authors Bernard Cornwell and Ken Follett, ‘Falls Ende – Primus’ is a fast-paced, emotional novel that will leave you breathless. 

The small picturesque hamlet of Mellester in Devonshire, England, is home to herdsman, Godwin Read and his son, Odo. When the aging knight, Sir William Ainsley, Lord of Mellester Manor goes on a hunt for wild boar, the inexplicable happens, and Godwin makes a decision that will ultimately impact their lives and Mellester Manor for ever. 

Set during the tumultuous reign of King Henry II, in feudal England, the quiet and peace of Mellester Manor is shaken by the unexpected. For Odo, there is more at stake than just his dignity and pride because they’ve already been taken, all he has left is his life. Will Falls Ende see his downfall and disgrace and how far will one man go to protect what’s closest to his heart?

Falls Ende is more than a simple story, it’s a saga of survival against all the odds.

Falls Ende

Odo ran out of the forest close to where he'd entered two hours previously, and almost collided with Reeve Bodkin who sat astride an imposing courser. To his surprise, the reeve wore greaves and chainmail and a large broadsword swung from a belt at his waist. He looked more like a knight than a reeve and was accompanied by two other men, both sergeants, and all were similarly dressed. 


Breathing hard from running, Odo slid to a stop and quickly took a step backwards to put a little distance between himself and the courser; the horse was extremely intimidating. Although not the heavy war-horses which knights preferred, coursers were high-spirited animals and could still be dangerous to the unwary. He spared the reeve's two friends a quick glance and could see they were fighting men, hard men. In turn, they looked at him with some disdain and annoyance as he burst out of the forest eager to share his news.


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