Do Not Judge The Book By Its Cover Novels & Stories

Kara questions, cringing at it's pronounciation. "Yeah, anything wrong?"I responsively ask. "Nothing much,just never expected you being an alcohol intake" she responds, earning loud chuckles from me. "Never judge a book by its cover princess" I chuckle louder, earning scoffs from her. "Signifying you may likewise be an abductor beneath a gentleman's disguise right?" She smiles deviously. "No princess,not that" I hush. "But you literally mentioned never trust a book by it cover" she chuckles.

She said that last statement directly to Ali. I look down at the pair of washed denim pants and white tee she has on and contemplate her words for a second. She burst out in light chuckles looking between the both of us. "I know what you're thinking. Don't you know you should never judge a book by its cover?" " Yeah but well... I judge every book I read by its cover." I say. " And I don't read books to begin with" Ali adds. " Good point." Mona agrees. "But do you really?" Ali asks "you really follow up my fashion blog?"

" Please, do step in, miss.'' He said, opening the giant door and going in, Lola braced herself up and walked in. ~~~~~~ Lola My eyes widened and my lips formed a silent"wow", what I'm seeing now was the least I was expecting, I mean, the interior was a, was a, oh my gosh, I'm seriously unable to put this into words. This is the exact meaning of the word" don't judge a book by its cover." 'Lola another lesson you should remember not to forget. '

He had a pretty good idea of how to turn it into his favor eventually. “I don’t judge a book by its cover,” he replied bending close to her ears. “If you know what I mean,” he added pointedly and watched in glee as she turned into a crimson red at his insinuation. It was subtle but conveyed the exact message he wanted. And he was not even flirting!

It was hard to believe that the fragile docile beauty I was used to was the same one standing before me, looking like a proud evil mastermind that was about to shred her prey to pieces. “Yes, darling. It must come as a surprise to you but what do they say, is it…” She cocked her head to the side with a finger on her chin, in a thoughtful pose. “Don’t judge a book by its cover, is that it?” She asked, her tone dripping with mockery and satisfaction. “W-why…”

"No, it doesn't! By the way, you have a good book with a nice cover." "How can you say it's a good book when you have never opened it or read its contents? Is that how you judge the quality of a book? Do you look from afar while judging a book? Answer me, Mr Smith?" "Hahaha! Now you are coming hot on me. Well, the truth is no, you don't judge the worth of a book from afar. You are right! You won!" "Thank you!" "You are welcome. And oh, if you don't mind, I would like to take a look at your book for a few seconds, would you mind?"

He insulted while judging her. "How can you judge me?" "Just because I’m late doesn’t mean that I’m unqualified; there is a reason behind my being late, manager." She replied to him back, not tolerating her unnecessary insult. "Don't judge a book by its cover." She can't afford expensive things, but her self-respect is very dear to her, and when she doesn't make mistakes then there is no chance to tolerate it. The manager scoffed, pinching his nose. "Yes, I blame myself for giving you chance, my dear.”

"He finally got caught red-handed, huh? I never really thought of him as some that bad until our conversation before." "I guess he's just the perfect example of the saying 'You can't judge a book by its cover'." I scoffed. "But with everyone who's been telling me this past week that they didn't think Eric was my cup of tea, I wonder why I haven't been paying much attention to their warnings." "Since you've brought it up, I have to admit that I've been pretty curious about that," he commented cautiously. "You seem like you like to rebel once in a while but definitely not someone who would totally ignore a good piece of advice."

he didn't stop talking "It's 4:30 am, you wouldn't see a car easily on this path this early morning" he added, this made me stand still, his appearance didn't want me in his car, but it seemed he was telling the truth, I haven't seen many vehicle drive past this route since I joined in it, and there's a statement, doesn't judge a book by it cover, he might be a good guy, taking no risk is taking a greater risk, perhaps I could risk been offered a lift considering the state I was

I stop in my tracks, tipping my head a bit to the side to read the spine of the book that caught my eyes. ‘Function’. I raise my brow. I pluck it out from its shelf, turning it back to read the summary. ‘Warning: Do not read.’ Why would anyone put this book, write it and say, “Do Not Read”? That is just pure stupid, I mean, the author could have just placed it in his desk, let it dust over and never publish it if a ‘Do Not Read’ note was written in the back of the book. I shook my head in utter disbelief and shrugged it off and turned to the first page. There was another note, ‘You have been warned.’