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 wagon lumbered on, men relaxed and began talking amongst themselves.


With care, Birney extracted a small clay vial. He pulled the stopper and dipped the sharp protrusion from his finger into it, then replaced the stopper and put the vial safely back in his pocket. Heedful to not scratch himself, Birney was now ready. "That is a fine horse ye have," he shouted to Odo who rode ahead of him. 


Odo pulled Amica to stop and waited for the stranger to ride up.


Seeing what Odo was doing, Jagger turned away from the group and allowed the stranger to ride up alongside Odo. He then positioned himself directly behind the stranger and looked at the horse the man rode. It was a bay mare. Normal in all respects except this horse had one white sock on it right rear leg, making it distinguishable. The other three legs did not have any white fur around the fetlocks and were all uniform in colour. He'd seen such a horse in Mellester recently in stables belonging to the inn. 


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