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 turned to Jagger. "I have never seen a horse such as this."


"Aye, this is an Arabian, a special horse indeed and bred for its great stamina and endurance. Some men say these horses are intelligent and very gentle."


"Is beautiful and so unusual, it looks like it poses for us." 


Charlotte was captivated by the Arabian.


"Have ye made up yer mind? Or do ye require the good marshal to present another two dozen beasts before ye," teased Odo.


She elbowed him in the side. "I cannot take my eyes away from that one." She pointed to the Arabian. 


Marshal Hughes stepped over. "The Arabian takes yer fancy, Mistress?"


"Aye, it appears delicate, yet has a strength," she answered.


Marshal Hughes nodded. "These are wonderful horses, and a wise choice."


The marshal indicated for the other horses to be removed, leaving only the Arabian. The squire held the Arabian by a rope


"Release the rope let her run," Charlotte requested.


Chapter 112