You Can't Judge A Book By Its Cover Novels & Stories

She always had that ability. On the surface, she seemed delicate. In reality, she was strong and determined. A typical example of how wrong it was to judge a book by its cover!

Yuna commented. But Yvan narrowed his eyes. It was hard to read his face. "You'd suffer in the future if you judge a book by its cover." As he spoke, he shot her a glance. "You can't just see anything as how it is. You only heard how easy it was to talk to him, but do you actually know what kind of person he is?"

____________________________________________________ "Should I believe what I see , Or should I believe what I hear. Should I judge a book by it's cover, Or should I read 100s of pages to be fair. Let me collect evidences to what I hear, Let me confirm what I see is real. Then will I decide what is just , Then will I decide what is fair.

His loyalty made another fresh badge of tears to fill my eyes. I took him so wrong all these tears, I cursed him unnecessarily and that proved how as individuals we have wrong perceptions about some people in life. It is therefore, rightfully said that, we should not judge any book by its cover! "How could you be so nice, this is not the Payton I had met in college!" Playfully hitting my wrist on his chest I pulled his leg to which he blushingly smiled and looked down.

“But he doesn’t look like the type of man who would abuse his wife…” “Looks can be deceiving, kid. You don’t know how cruel this world can be. There are plenty of beasts walking around pretending to be civilized. How many people have you actually met? And besides, that man is obviously wealthy. If he wasn’t involved, why would he even bother bringing her here? He could’ve just taken her straight to a major hospital in the city from the start.” “I’ve told you many times not to judge a book by its cover!”

"This place requires a little more… flair. And let’s be real—flair isn’t exactly your style." His gaze sharpens just slightly, amusement flickering beneath it. “Never judge a book by its cover,” he says, lifting a brow at me. Of course. I drain my glass in one go. And for the entire time we sit there, I make a conscious effort not to look at them. Not at him. Not at her. Shaun refills my glass without asking. I drink that one too. At some point, I lose count of how many I’ve had, the burn becoming familiar, easier—until the edges of everything start to soften just enough.

He moved his eyebrow while giving me a gesture—a good start. "I all wanted to say a newbie became the king of legends in the business." I parted my hand while turning all my attention to Mr. Aiden. "Then, who are you to judge me?" I gritted my teeth as I shared a look with Nick. He cleared his throat while trying to reply to me. "All I want to say is don't judge the book by its cover!" I parted my hands while shrugging my shoulder "Either an experienced person or a newbie, the person must have a passion to win." I clenched my fist under the pose of winning.

One of the female voices spoke up. "Don't judge a book by its cover. He's a handsome man and am sure that thousands of women are lining up for him just to look at. Even I am solidly behind him." The second of the voices sounded, in a more hushed tone. She had a weak Irish accent underneath her speech. "You cannot judge a book by its cover. He's in pain nana" the second voice sympathized. "I know that but don't you think he deserves it. After all, these rich kids think they're all infallible. At least this would teach him a lesson not to disrespect his wife again " the first voice sounded, with venom laced in her every word.

“You're respected, but you're cold. I heard you are ruthless and don't hesitate when it comes to killing. But looking at you now, you don't seem like a person to me.” I chuckled dryly. Of course, I look soft, but he'll soon find out I'm not. “Have you ever heard of the saying that you shouldn't judge a book by its cover? I won't overexplain myself because very soon you'll find out that the rumors are true.”

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?"