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

The priest slowly straightened, placed both hands against his hips and arched backwards to ease his discomfort. He closed his eyes momentarily, then opened them and refocused on Bishop Immers as the ache slowly subsided.


"Are ye sure, is this everything?" the bishop asked again as he stared at the assortment of goods laid out in orderly piles before him.


"Aye, Yer Grace." The priest sighed quietly. "All of Oswald's and Durwin's personal possessions have been removed and the rectory is now empty except for fitments."


Bishop Immers clasped both hands behind his back and slowly walked alongside the chattels removed from Mellester's church rectory. His eyes flicked from item to item, he missed nothing. "What are these?" he asked, pointing at one pile.


"They are articles I've deemed worthless and will be handed to the wretched, Yer Grace."


The bishop nodded but wasn't satisfied.


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