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

In the tree line less than half a furlong away, Sir Borin's sergeant watched as his master gave instructions to the outlaws. He was adequately armed and sat astride a courser. In the event he was needed, the knight would signal with a prearranged gesture.


The wizened old man slowly stirred, scratched his face, and turned to the voice.


"See to our horses, an' hurry, dam ye," yelled the archer.


The ostler spat, rose from his stool and creaked over to the two hackneys.


The knight followed the ostler, quickly stepped beside him and lowered his head. "Breathe one word of what ye heard, an' I'll come for ye, and yer family," he hissed.


The ostler swallowed and nodded. He wouldn't be telling his daughter who lived in Mellester what he'd overheard. "As ye wish, sire." He bowed his head in supplication.


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