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 preceptors smile grew larger. "Sir William told me that I would enjoy yer company, he said ye were..." the preceptor paused as he sought for the right word. "...uh, gregarious, and different from most other men he'd met. I tend to agree with him." The preceptor leaned forward. "Tell me, is it true ye travelled to France and met with King Henry?"


Odo heard Jagger's sharp intake of breath. He hadn't told him about that.


"Aye, I travelled with Sir Renier, Reeve Petrus and Thomas, and I met with the King."


"Nay, we met alone," added Odo. He remembered to heed King Henry's warning to not speak of what was discussed. 


"Aye, well, nay, we had a murrain and my cows were all culled, so I am without," replied Odo despondently. 


Preceptor Lucius nodded, "Aye, Sir William told me of this. And yer head, I understand ye were attacked and suffered injury?"


"All is well, mostly. Each day is better, milord."


Chapter 109