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's cheeks reddened. Before he could reply, a noise near the doorway caused all heads to turn. Four Knights Templar and their sergeants entered the hall. They stood guiltily near the door. As much as their commander, they too wanted to hear what Odo would say. Sir William was about to order them to leave.


"Let them remain, Sir William, if it is true what ye told me, then their desire to know the outcome is as strong as yer own. 


Odo took a cleansing breath and turned back to Sir William. "We have discussed this gift and what it means to ye and I believe Oswald, er, Odo would want ye to have it. Why he left this decision to me, I do not know when he could easily have given it to ye himself." He made eye contact with the Templar commander.  "It is yers."


Sir William looked upwards, crossed himself and began to silently mouth a prayer. In unison all the other templars and sergeants dropped to a knee in genuflection and began to recite their own.


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