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

Sunrise saw a group of people gathered on the dock beside Hilke's koggership. No one had slept much since the incident during the night and Jagger was again questioning Odo and Charlotte about the stranger who'd come to Haro's field. "I am vexed that this man spoke English and wasn't a Frisian." He shook his head and looked to Cathal for any advice. "Why would an Englishman be here and be after Odo's cows?"


"Nothing would surprise me, it could even be Bishop Immers who is behind this, he is the only one with reason," said the Irishman.


"Are ye sure he was English, Odo?" asked Benedict.


"Nay, I never saw him well, but he was tall and while he spoke English, I saw nothing of his features as he kept his face hidden. I can only tell ye that much."


She shrugged. "Odo was closer to him than I; all I saw was his outline and then the flash of a sword."


"And now a man is dead," Odo said despondently. 


Chapter 148