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.


Believing God speaks to him through the archangel Gabriel, and anointed with powers, Te Ua unites his people through a common cause. He is determined to drive the imperial oppressors from Maori land and return New Zealand to the righteous.

In early 1860’s New Zealand, the beautiful region of Taranaki is engulfed in a brutal land war. Continuing with its unpopular policy, the New Zealand government, bolstered by British soldiers, seeks punitive and severe action against rebel Maori who openly resist the Government’s determined effort to confiscate their lands.  With regular army forces ill equipped to fight in the wilderness, the specialist highly trained ‘Forest Rangers’ are tasked to pursue rebel Maori deep into the rugged bush clad hills.

The Rangers newest recruit, Moana (Ira) Rangitira, a veteran of the Crimean war, shows remarkable and unusual skills, Maori fear and call him, ‘The ghost who walks’. Ira faces challenges that test his will to survive, and can he protect what is closest to his heart, or has everything been destroyed?

‘The Breath of God’ is the first novel in the Moana Rangitira adventure series.

A Soldier's Journey

  Those Marines who were not familiar with the shanty soon learned the words, and before long, everyone was in high spirits. Boris cautiously reminded some men not to march, as they immediately fell into military step. 


  Oleg Ivanov had stopped singing and drifted back to Boris. Valerij, second in command, picked up the pace to walk beside the two men so that he could listen.


  "Boris Dmitrievich, the building where Kuznetsov is being held is not far up the road. Mikhail Maysak should be around the corner on the right side on an elevated piece of land," said Oleg.


  "Is there room for all the men to wait unobserved?"


  	"Very well. Let's do this quickly, Ivanov. You continue to lead the way, and we'll follow."


  	"Slushayus'," said Oleg, to the annoyance of Boris. He had instructed the men to act informally, but old habits die hard. They could not be blamed.


  Boris turned to Valerij. "Are you ready?"


  "As much as I can be," he said, smiling.


Chapter 110