All I want for Christmas is a grumpy Santa in my stocking… Despite having the misfortune to be called Mistletoe, I love everything about the festive season – from dressing the tree to baking the cake to wrapping the presents, even though I can’t afford half the things I know my ten-year-old son, Finn, wishes for. When the primary school where I work asks me to find someone to play Santa at the Christmas fair, I’m happy to oblige. Suddenly, though, every person I know is conveniently busy. The only guy available has the least amount of festive spirit of anyone I’ve ever met. Alex ...

I’m pregnant by one man. And in love with another. I’m in ten kinds of trouble. I’ve always had a secret crush on Henry West. He’s my kinda guy. Tall. Big. Quiet. Gentle, but with muscles that tell you he could wrestle a bear for you if he had to. I met him when I was twenty-one, but he was engaged, and I was with Cam. So nothing has ever happened between us. Despite the fact that we work together. That when he thinks I’m not watching, he looks at me as if he’s picturing me naked. As if he’s debating what position to take me in. As if he’s thinking about how I might taste. ...

He’s my brother’s best mate, and he’s totally out of bounds… It’s been a tough year. I’m an athlete, and although I won a silver medal at the Olympics, I really wanted to win a gold for my mom. I’m determined to do it next time, but right now I’m ready for a much-needed break. The last thing I want to do is go to my brother’s wedding. Kai is an All Blacks rugby player, and so’s my ex, who’ll be there with his gorgeous new girlfriend. The wedding is on Valentine’s Day. And I don’t have a date. That really sucks. Then my brother’s geeky but gorgeous best mate, ...

It's better to regret the things you've done than the things you haven't. Right? Jess I’ve made so many mistakes in my life, I’m sure I’m in the book of Guinness World Records, and unfortunately, this year has proved no exception. Telling my boss’s wife that we were having an affair was probably the biggest mistake, but the lying bastard broke my heart, so I don’t regret it. I do regret losing my job, though, especially now I’m broke. Frankly, I’m glad it’s nearly New Year, and I can put this annus horribilis behind me. If only I could do the same with the rest of my life, ...

If you write an email to a friend about a fantasy involving your gorgeous boss, don't send it to All Staff... Meg It’s not easy to reinvent yourself, but my thirteen-year-old son and I are ready for a new start. Old Maggie was a magnet for disaster, but New Meg is going to be elegant, sophisticated… and blonde. I’ve landed a dream job at the other end of New Zealand as PA to three rich directors who spoil me rotten, I’ve found a beautiful new apartment, and I feel reborn. Then I write an email to a friend describing in vivid detail what I want to do to the sexiest of the directors...