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.

Will justice prevail over greed and ruthless ambition?

July 1839, without the permission of the English Government, the New Zealand Company ship, Tory, quietly departed England, anxious to reach New Zealand with the utmost speed. Expedition leader, Colonel William Wakefield’s objective is clear –  acquire millions of acres of valuable land from the natives at the lowest possible price.

On board the Tory, Andrew and Eleanor Stewart, young Scottish emigrants indentured to the New Zealand Company, are excited at the prospect of beginning a new life in a perfect town called Britannia. It’s the Utopia the company promised. 

Boundary highlights adversity as settlers struggle to survive the hardships of a new colony. Where mounting claims of illegally obtained lands and deception force local Maori chiefs to resist. How much more can they endure before they finally take action and revolt? 

Caught between the loyalty to their employer, and helping Maori, Andrew and Eleanor encounter schemers and murderers as they challenge the powerful New Zealand Company and the men who govern. Meticulously researched, Boundary is a story of greed and injustice, and draws attention to an often-misunderstood dark passage in New Zealand’s early colonial history.

Boundary

Dawn was slow in breaking. Dark, black clouds raced across hilltops preventing the sun's first rays from shining on the small group of men gathered in the early morning chill on the hill overlooking the township of Wellington. Large trees swayed in protest as their leaves eerily rustled to and fro. Long grass lay flattened by the powerful gusts of unseasonably cool and windy weather, even the birds had yet to begin their optimistic dawn greeting. It wasn't a beautiful morning and this was reflected in the sombre mood of the four men who stood bundled in coats and scarves in the melancholy grounds of the cemetery. They all waited anxiously for sufficient light, so that two of them could uphold and restore their aggrieved honour and pride.


Seeking privacy, Isaac and Andrew stood a short distance away from Wakefield and Dorset as they discussed tactics.


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