Match-Made Christmas

The 4th of July isn’t the only holiday this month. Christmas just is just around the corner and author Daria White is making sure everyone has a happy holiday with her new book, Match Made Christmas.

From the outside, Adrienne has everything any woman could want. However, she knows what real happiness is, and it isn’t having a good job and a condominium. Traveling home to her small Texas town for a friend’s wedding, Adrienne is hit from all sides with the happiness she hasn’t found for herself—her long-married parents, her joyful sister and brother-in-law and their two children, and her childhood friends. They all think she has it all… all except one.

Trace has been a nemesis since grade school. Always ready with a quip and happy to squabble over even the smallest thing, Adrienne dreaded seeing him when she came back for the wedding. So why does it seem like Trace is the only one who really knows her, who sees her for who she is?

Losing his parents to a plane crash and his uncle to cancer, Trace is not too keen on losing anyone else close to him. If only she didn’t skip town after graduation. He didn’t have time to tell her how he felt. There was a reason behind all his teasing. He loved their banters. It meant spending time with her. He could hear her voice. Now she’s back, but her leaving is inevitable. He’d have to risk his heart by asking her to stay. He can’t take another loss.

Working to save their friends’ wedding brings Adrienne and Trace together. The clock is ticking, and it’s the worst blizzard Lakeshore, Texas has seen in years. Will these two match their friends or end up matched themselves?


Daria White was also kind enough to share a brief expert, just to give you a taste of her work…

Adrienne drummed her fingers against her writing desk, willing time to slow down. Today marked her last day to spend in Los Angeles, her adopted home. It was the last day to enjoy the serenity of her quiet author’s life before going home to… Lakeshore, Texas. 

She recalled Milly’s Coffee House, with colorful and welcoming displays in the storefront windows. Lakeshore’s streetlights and single-lane traffic with faded pavement markings filled her mind, and she faintly heard the chimes ringing as the doors would open. She couldn’t walk down the tree-lined sidewalk without someone waving, despite the uneven ground when walking over cracked pavement. How did she define her hometown? Fresh flowers and sunshine, especially in the spring and summer.

How long did she avoid going home? Too long, as her mother loved telling her. Then again, could anyone blame her? Her last memory of Lakeshore… not a pleasant one, but still she missed it. 

I really don’t want to go back… Stop it. She admonished herself, knowing she couldn’t miss her best friend’s wedding. Paige would never forgive her. Still, it wouldn’t be easy going home. 

Her cell rang. Speak of the devil.

“Hi Paige,” Adrienne greeted.                                                             

“Please tell me you’ll be here this weekend,” her best friend pleaded.

“I promised you already,” she assured her. “Are you okay? Do you need chocolate?”

Paige moaned. “Why Adrienne? You know I’m trying to lose these last five pounds. Chocolate is not part of my diet.”

Adrienne giggled. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to put the idea in your head. Why did you go on a diet again? You look amazing.”

“I want everything to be perfect.”

Adrienne smiled to herself. Paige’s perfectionism could be both a blessing and a curse. She could hear the stress brimming in her friend’s voice.

 “Calm down,” she coaxed. “By this time next year, you and Eric will be married.”

Her friend agreed. “Yeah, he’s great.”

“There you go, focus on that and everything will work itself out.”

“How do you always know what to say to calm me down?” Paige said.

Adrienne chuckled. “You’re my best friend, remember? At least for now. That’ll probably change after the wedding.”

“Don’t say that,” Paige objected. “You will always be my best friend. You’re more like a sister to me.”

Adrienne pressed her lips together, embarrassed at letting her insecurity show. “You’re a sister to me too,” she said, but the comment already left her lips. 

“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” Paige asked. “You know with… Trace—”

“I’m not even thinking about him,” Adrienne cut in, hoping to staunch any talk of her childhood enemy. Well, not quite an enemy. She and Trace never had a conversation without arguing at some point. “It’s been years and I’m sure I’ll be fine.”

“Are you sure it won’t be awkward?”

“It won’t. We’re both grown and I’m not going to have any problems at your wedding.”

“I don’t understand why you two never hooked up,” Paige pointed out to her.

Adrienne choked. “What!”

“Yeah, I always thought you two would finally realize how you feel.”

“That will not happen. There’s too much history with us and we don’t know—I mean—I’m fine and when the right guy comes along, I’ll know.”

“Even if it’s Trace?”

Adrienne rolled her eyes. “Paige.”

She giggled. “Kidding.”

“Concentrate on you and Eric and the wedding of your dreams.”

“I know it will be fine, but the process is so overwhelming.”

“I’ll be there before you know it. We’ll get through it together like we always do,” she beamed, relieved the subject changed.

“Okay, I trust you. I can’t wait to see you.”

Adrienne replied, “Me too. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Love you, bestie.”

“Love you.” 

Adrienne ended the call, already regretting the days ahead. I haven’t seen Trace in years. Did he look the same? The Trace she remembered made her swoon with his scintillating smile, and…


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Daria White knew she wanted to be an author from a young age and published her first holiday-themed work in 2013. She never thought she could make a career out of publishing until her father pushed her to take a chance on her dream. Now she focuses on sweet romances, but has plans to expand to new genres for future pieces.

When not writing, she enjoys watching movies, cooking, strengthening her bond with God, and listening to music.

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