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

Sir William stroked his grey beard. "We need to look at the house, or what is left of it, and search thoroughly for it."


"Why do ye want the pyxis? It belongs to Herdsman Odo Read," asked the reeve. "Yer can't just come here and do as yer please. Ye'd be no better than the robbers who hurt Odo!" Petrus wasn't having a good day, and he wasn't happy with the attitude of the Templars at all.


"Forgive me, Reeve, we have been searching for the pyxis for two years, we tend to become rather obsessed with it," replied the knight commander. "May we search through the home and try to locate the pyxis or its remains?"


The reeve was about to reply when Charlotte spoke first. "Ye are welcome to look for it, as yer say, and if yer do find it, then remember, it belongs not to ye, it belongs to Odo, and he's poorly right now. Do yer understand me, milord?" 


In spite of his foul mood, Petrus couldn't help but grin. 


"Of course," Sir William dipped his head.


Chapter 71