Do Not Judge The Book By Its Cover の小説・ストーリー

“This is a library, Arian.” “I know but…” I started but he cut in. “I’ve been coming to this library for months. It's quiet and it's a good place to work.” I blinked. “You’ve been coming here to work?” Kael leaned against the shelf, crossing his arms. “Since you work in the library you should know by now that it's not good to judge the book by its cover.” “Have you met you? You will also judge the book if you were in my shoes.”

But as time went on, she saw some potential in both of them, what she couldn’t see in them when se first arrived, little wonder, the cliché, ‘Don’t judge a book by its cover. At first, she thought there was nothing good in the both of them; one was uncultured, unrefined and unmannered and the other was well-refined, though a little bit of unmannered but they’ve ended up proving to be her best friends in a little while.

I wanted to scoff. I don’t want to be stupid like my brother and I preferred not to be compared with him when he was being a moron. “In the meantime. I will keep you informed about her. to be honest, I thought you hated her. I never thought you felt this way. It is wrong indeed, to judge a book by it’s cover because we all see that you two are not close. But none of us have ever considered that you are giving her time to deal with what happened. Maybe because none of us were thinking about the situation correctly. We all forgot about whose daughter she was and what you did to her father.”

My mother had a stern look and Allorah sounded hurt. Standing up, I walk, but my mother raised her hand to stop me. “You should listen to Allorah,” my mother said as she glared at Raphael, “Never judge a book by its cover.” We both stayed quiet and waited. Allorah walked towards a chair and took a seat. She looked tired and in pain. “Allorah…” I mumble. “Don’t…” my mother retorted. I looked away. I had no words. If I could do something I wished she could tell me. I will do anything for her.

“I see. Is it because I’m a mafia boss?” I looked away from him. “Well, yes. I mean, you don’t look like someone who would fancy reading. You’re hard as a rock, so I doubt that you are interested in books. You can’t blame me much,” I said defensively. Zayn opened the first book in his hand. “Dantes Tu…” he spoke fluidly in French, causing my jaw to drop on the floor. “So, future wife, never judge a book by its cover, you might be stunned at the various facets it would have.”

He said making me laugh once more. "There's the saying 'Don't judge the book by it's cover'." We reached the clearing where more pack members were looking at the culprit. I chuckled. They parted like the red sea and gave way while Earl came to my side. "He's such a hard-headed boy." He snickered and I shrugged. "He'll regret it later." I walked towards the man, standing in front of him and he smirked. "Took you long enough. Did the baby hide and asked for some ego booster from her granny?" I smirked while a loud growl from Sam was heard.

"Well, I'm sorry caramel, I really mean no offense but I honestly imagined that you might have been a really old woman who was already tired of life and who was also not friendly to people. But I must say, I'm pretty surprised that I came to find the opposite of that here." "That's why it's important to ensure that you don't judge a book by its cover and you also don't draw conclusions before seeing the full picture." I smiled and kept quiet for a while, enjoy the sunset and the beautiful golden reflection that it left on the lake before I asked again "since you knew I was coming here,is it safe to say that you also know why I'm here?" "It would be safe to say if we could. The only thing we'

A book should never be selected purely on the basis of its front cover. What you are saying is true, in my opinion: don't condemn people because you believe they are weak, and don't make them suffer just for the sake of feeling better about yourself; life in this world is different, so enjoy it to the maximum extent that you are able. TO BE CONTINUE

Not knowing why he suddenly opened a drawer and kept that photo fame inside that drawer and closed the drawer, Soon a man entered inside and gave something to that young man. “ Sir they went to the hillside “ that man report to that young man, That young clenched his fist and took a deep breath, he was a calm minded person, that’s why nobody could ever find that a man like him could be so dangerous, That’s why it says don’t judge a book by its cover because no matter how much it looks outside you can’t know about the whole book without what is inside. He was one like a book, even his family didn't know his real face.

She smirked as she saw me getting feared by her. "Scared already? Don't be. You have a long way to go young boy." She muttered mocking me. "You don't look old enough to call me young boy, do you?" I answered back as I was not okay for her to call me young boy whereas she was herself a young lady. "You might have been right but it's not true... Don't judge the book by its cover, young boy. Numerous aspects are beyond your sights. Especially for those individuals who are in love." She replied, strangely motioning her hands in the page of the book.