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

Reeve Petrus was livid. These were the same men who'd burned the crucks and hurt Odo. "What box?" 


"The box, he," the ruffian pointed to Priest Benedict. "gave the herdsman."


Charlotte looked up and glared at the ruffian. She was furious. "So ye did this to Odo!" She released Odo's head and stood, her anger evident as she pointed to the ruffian.  "It was ye in our home who set fire to it!"


"Well, my little lovely, got spirit, don't ye." He laughed.  "Where's the box, cause it ain't in yer home, now is it?"


"Give us the box and we'll be on our way."


"It was on the table. That's where it sat, where Odo put it. Why do ye need it, only contains a letter?"


"Don't ye go a' worryin 'bout it, just tell me where's it at?"


She shook her head in exasperation. "I don't know! If it isn't there, then I just don't know." She looked to the reeve for an answer. 


Chapter 78