Run: 2026-02-19-01KHSZ7V07V8FZFQEJ2AYB37PC

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You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Romance genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4415" name="Lucien Moreau" aliases="Lucien, Luc, the Frenchman" pronouns="he/him" species="Half-Demon" storyRole="Ally"> <eyeColor>heterochromatic — one amber, one black</eyeColor> <hair>slicked-back platinum blond</hair> <height>5'11"</height> <age>32</age> <cane>ivory-handled cane that conceals a thin blade</cane> <dress>tailored charcoal suits</dress> <description>An impeccably dressed fixer and information broker in London's supernatural underworld. He speaks four languages fluently.</description> <backstory>Born in Marseille to a human mother and a demon father from the realm of Avaros.</backstory> </character> <location id="858" name="Eva's Flat" aliases="Eva's place, the flat on Brick Lane" realm="Earth"> <cat>tabby cat named Ptolemy</cat> <security>three deadbolts on the front door</security> <description>A cramped one-bedroom flat above a curry house on Brick Lane, East London. Every surface is covered with books, scrolls, and research notes.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the romance genre. Two people who parted on complicated terms are forced together again when one shows up unannounced at the other's flat. There's history between them — attraction, hurt, and things left unsaid. Write the scene from the moment the door opens. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The buzzer sounded, jolting Aurora from the tranquil stillness she'd finally settled into after a chaotic day of deliveries. Her muscles ached from cycling across London's unforgiving streets, and Ptolemy had just curled into her lap, purring contentedly. She groaned, sliding the cat onto Eva's worn sofa cushion. "Three minutes of peace. Is that too much to ask?" She padded across the cluttered flat, navigating around stacks of occult reference books and half-empty teacups. The buzzer sounded again, more insistent this time. "Coming! Gods, give me a second." She yanked open the door, prepared to face an irate neighbor complaining about Eva's latest midnight incantation. Instead, she found herself staring into mismatched eyes – one amber, one black – that she hadn't seen in eight months. "Lucien?" He stood in the narrow hallway, impeccably dressed as always in a charcoal suit that probably cost more than her monthly rent. His platinum hair was slicked back, not a strand out of place despite the drizzle outside. The ivory handle of his cane gleamed under the hallway's flickering light. "Bonsoir, Aurora." His voice carried that familiar cadence – French consonants softening English words. "May I come in?" Her heart stuttered against her ribcage. "Eva's not here." "I know. I came to see you." A thousand responses formed in her mind, each more caustic than the last. She settled on stepping aside wordlessly. Let him speak first. Let him explain why he'd vanished after that night in Southwark. Lucien entered, his gaze sweeping over the flat. His nostrils flared slightly at the competing scents of curry from downstairs and the remnants of Eva's morning spell work. "Still living with the witch, I see." "Still stating the obvious, I see." Aurora closed the door with more force than necessary. The deadbolts clicked into place automatically – Eva's paranoid enchantment at work. Ptolemy raised his tabby head, assessed Lucien with ancient feline wisdom, and promptly went back to sleep. Traitor. Lucien removed his black leather gloves with deliberate precision, tucking them into his pocket. "You look well." "You look exactly the same." She crossed her arms. "Half-demon perks, I suppose." His lips quirked. "Among others." The flat suddenly felt too small, too warm. Aurora moved toward the tiny kitchen alcove, desperate for something to do with her hands. "Tea? Or have you graduated to the blood of virgins?" "Tea would be lovely." He remained standing, though the sofa and Eva's reading chair offered seating options. "Earl Grey, if available." "Two sugars, no milk. I remember." She filled the kettle, cursing herself for remembering how he took his tea after all this time. "What do you want, Lucien?" He ran a finger along the spine of one of Eva's books. "Direct as always." "Unlike some people, I don't have eternity to waste on pleasantries." "Is that what you think I was doing? Wasting your time?" The kettle whistled. Aurora busied herself with mugs and tea bags, giving herself precious seconds to compose a response that wasn't drenched in hurt. "What would you call disappearing without a word after..." She trailed off, unwilling to name what had happened between them. "After you saved my life?" His voice was closer now. She turned to find him leaning against the kitchen doorframe, his heterochromatic eyes studying her with unsettling intensity. "After I showed you what I truly am?" Aurora handed him his tea. "After we slept together and I woke up alone, actually." Lucien accepted the mug, their fingers brushing momentarily. Even that fleeting contact sent electricity up her arm. Damn him. "I left a note." "'Urgent business. Thank you for your assistance.' That's not a note, Lucien. That's a bloody email auto-response." She retreated to the sofa, careful to sit at the opposite end from Ptolemy. The cat opened one eye, assessing the tension in the room. Lucien remained standing, sipping his tea with infuriating composure. "I was protecting you." "From what? Your morning breath?" "From the people hunting me." Aurora laughed, a sharp sound devoid of humor. "Right. The mysterious 'business associates' you never named. How convenient." "They weren't business associates. They were Venatori." The unfamiliar term hung in the air between them. Aurora waited for elaboration, but Lucien merely drank his tea, watching her over the rim of the mug. "Am I supposed to know what that means?" "Demon hunters." He set his mug down on a stack of books. "Very old, very determined. After what happened at the warehouse, they tracked me to my flat in Mayfair. I barely escaped." "And you couldn't have mentioned this before disappearing?" "Would you have let me leave if I had?" The question silenced her. He was right, damn him. After pulling him, bleeding and barely conscious, from the Thames that night, after seeing the wounds that should have killed him heal before her eyes, after the hours that followed in his bed – no, she wouldn't have let him walk away easily. "You could have trusted me." "It wasn't about trust, Aurora." He moved to the window, checking the street below with practiced caution. "The Venatori have methods. They can extract information through various means." "So I was a liability." "You were a complication I couldn't afford." He turned back to her, his expression softening. "And one I couldn't stop thinking about." Her pulse quickened traitorously. "Eight months, Lucien. You couldn't find five minutes to let me know you weren't dead?" "I was in Prague. Then Athens. Then a particularly unpleasant corner of Avaros where communication with this realm is... challenging." "Avaros. Your father's world." She remembered the fragments he'd shared that night, pieces of himself offered between kisses. "Yes." His gaze dropped to her wrist, to the crescent scar visible beneath her sleeve. "You still wear no protection." "I'm not part of your world." "Yet here I am, in your flat." "Eva's flat," she corrected automatically. "Why are you here, Lucien? Really?" He studied her for a long moment, then reached into his jacket. Aurora tensed, but he withdrew only a small velvet pouch. He placed it on the coffee table between them. "I have enemies, Aurora. Dangerous ones. But I also have resources and connections." He nodded toward the pouch. "That belongs to you." Cautiously, she picked it up. The velvet was soft against her fingers as she loosened the drawstring. A bracelet slid into her palm – silver links interwoven with strange blue stones that seemed to capture light from unseen sources. "What is this?" "Protection. Specifically designed for you." The bracelet caught the lamplight, casting tiny blue reflections across her skin. "I don't understand." "The Venatori hunt demons and those associated with them. I've managed to... discourage their interest in London for now, but their memories are long." His expression hardened. "I won't have you endangered because of me." She turned the bracelet over in her hands. "So this is what – magical pepper spray?" A smile flickered across his face. "More sophisticated than that. It creates a perception shield. The Venatori will simply... overlook you." "That's why you came back? To give me magical jewelry?" "No." He moved closer, closing the distance between them with deliberate steps. "I came back because I couldn't stay away." The air between them charged with unspoken words. Aurora clutched the bracelet, its metal warm against her palm. "You left me with questions, Lucien. With half-truths and glimpses of things I can barely comprehend." "Ask them now." "Why me? Of all the people in London who could have pulled you from the river that night, why did it have to be me?" He knelt before her, close enough that she could smell his cologne – sandalwood and something older, earthier. "Because you saw me drowning and jumped in without hesitation. Because you dragged me to shore despite my weight. Because when you saw what I truly am, you didn't run." His mismatched eyes held hers. "Because in eight hundred years, I've never met anyone like you." "Eight hundred—" She shook her head. "You said you were thirty-two." "I rounded down. Significantly." A laugh escaped her despite everything. "God, Lucien." "Not quite." His lips curved into that half-smile she'd dreamed about for months. "Though I've been called worse." The bracelet glinted between them. "And if I put this on? What then?" "Then you'll be safer than you are now. Whether I stay or go." "And which are you planning to do?" He reached out, his fingers hovering near the crescent scar on her wrist. "That depends entirely on you, Aurora Carter." Her name in his accent still did things to her she couldn't rationalize. "You hurt me." "I know." "You might do it again." "Yes." His honesty was disarming. "My world is dangerous. My enemies numerous. My nature... complicated." "So why should I let you back in?" His fingers finally touched her skin, tracing the outline of her scar. "Because despite everything, you opened the door." Aurora looked down at the bracelet, then at their hands – his pale fingers against her skin, the contrast striking. She thought of the night she'd pulled him from the Thames, of the impossible things she'd seen, of the hours that followed. Of the emptiness when he'd gone. "I'm still angry with you." "Understandably." "And I have more questions." "Ask them all." She slipped the bracelet over her hand. The metal adjusted itself, settling comfortably against her skin. The blue stones pulsed once, then dimmed to a gentle glow. "You have one hour to convince me you're worth the trouble, Lucien Moreau." He stood, offering her his hand. "Then we shouldn't waste a minute." Aurora took it, ignoring Ptolemy's judgmental stare as Lucien pulled her to her feet. "Start talking," she said. His eyes – one amber, one black – locked with hers. "Perhaps we should begin with why the Venatori were hunting me in the first place."
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags22
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"He turned back [back]"
1"she corrected automatically [automatically]"
dialogueSentences94
tagDensity0.234
leniency0.468
rawRatio0.091
effectiveRatio0.043
75.61% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1640
totalAiIsmAdverbs8
found
0
adverb"slightly"
count1
1
adverb"suddenly"
count1
2
adverb"truly"
count2
3
adverb"very"
count2
4
adverb"really"
count1
5
adverb"cautiously"
count1
highlights
0"slightly"
1"suddenly"
2"truly"
3"very"
4"really"
5"cautiously"
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
48.17% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1640
totalAiIsms17
found
0
word"chaotic"
count1
1
word"navigating"
count1
2
word"familiar"
count1
3
word"intensity"
count1
4
word"fleeting"
count1
5
word"tension"
count1
6
word"determined"
count1
7
word"pulse"
count1
8
word"quickened"
count1
9
word"velvet"
count2
10
word"flickered"
count1
11
word"charged"
count1
12
word"unspoken"
count1
13
word"weight"
count1
14
word"tracing"
count1
15
word"pulsed"
count1
highlights
0"chaotic"
1"navigating"
2"familiar"
3"intensity"
4"fleeting"
5"tension"
6"determined"
7"pulse"
8"quickened"
9"velvet"
10"flickered"
11"charged"
12"unspoken"
13"weight"
14"tracing"
15"pulsed"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"hung in the air"
count1
highlights
0"hung in the air"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences89
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences89
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences159
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen42
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1645
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions14
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
83.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions35
wordCount965
uniqueNames10
maxNameDensity1.14
worstName"Aurora"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Aurora"
discoveredNames
Aurora11
London1
Ptolemy4
Eva6
French1
English1
Southwark1
Lucien7
Thames2
Cautiously1
persons
0"Aurora"
1"Ptolemy"
2"Eva"
3"Lucien"
places
0"London"
1"Southwark"
2"Thames"
globalScore0.93
windowScore0.833
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences69
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"stones that seemed to capture light from unseen sources"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1645
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences159
matches
0"shared that night"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs96
mean17.14
std11.83
cv0.69
sampleLengths
048
126
28
323
421
51
650
718
89
97
1034
1128
127
1327
1418
1517
1613
175
1823
1910
2021
2128
2215
2311
2411
2524
2620
2736
2815
2919
304
3142
3213
335
345
3518
367
3727
388
3933
408
419
4252
435
4428
455
4622
4719
4820
4918
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences89
matches
0"was slicked"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs166
matches(empty)
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount10
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences8
totalSentences159
ratio0.05
matches
0"Instead, she found herself staring into mismatched eyes – one amber, one black – that she hadn't seen in eight months."
1"\"Bonsoir, Aurora.\" His voice carried that familiar cadence – French consonants softening English words."
2"The deadbolts clicked into place automatically – Eva's paranoid enchantment at work."
3"After pulling him, bleeding and barely conscious, from the Thames that night, after seeing the wounds that should have killed him heal before her eyes, after the hours that followed in his bed – no, she wouldn't have let him walk away easily."
4"A bracelet slid into her palm – silver links interwoven with strange blue stones that seemed to capture light from unseen sources."
5"He knelt before her, close enough that she could smell his cologne – sandalwood and something older, earthier."
6"Aurora looked down at the bracelet, then at their hands – his pale fingers against her skin, the contrast striking."
7"His eyes – one amber, one black – locked with hers."
97.68% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount957
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount40
adverbRatio0.04179728317659352
lyAdverbCount20
lyAdverbRatio0.02089864158829676
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences159
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences159
mean10.35
std6.92
cv0.668
sampleLengths
019
119
210
326
48
523
621
71
822
916
1012
1114
124
136
143
157
1613
176
184
1911
208
2120
227
2315
2412
2517
261
2714
283
299
304
313
322
338
3415
3510
3617
374
3823
395
4012
413
4211
4311
443
4521
4620
4710
4818
498
62.68% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats7
diversityRatio0.4025157232704403
totalSentences159
uniqueOpeners64
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount3
totalSentences86
matches
0"Instead, she found herself staring"
1"Even that fleeting contact sent"
2"Cautiously, she picked it up."
ratio0.035
10.70% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount45
totalSentences86
matches
0"Her muscles ached from cycling"
1"She groaned, sliding the cat"
2"She padded across the cluttered"
3"She yanked open the door,"
4"He stood in the narrow"
5"His platinum hair was slicked"
6"His voice carried that familiar"
7"Her heart stuttered against her"
8"She settled on stepping aside"
9"His nostrils flared slightly at"
10"She crossed her arms"
11"His lips quirked."
12"He remained standing, though the"
13"She filled the kettle, cursing"
14"He ran a finger along"
15"She trailed off, unwilling to"
16"His voice was closer now"
17"She turned to find him"
18"She retreated to the sofa,"
19"He set his mug down"
ratio0.523
0.70% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount79
totalSentences86
matches
0"The buzzer sounded, jolting Aurora"
1"Her muscles ached from cycling"
2"She groaned, sliding the cat"
3"She padded across the cluttered"
4"The buzzer sounded again, more"
5"She yanked open the door,"
6"He stood in the narrow"
7"His platinum hair was slicked"
8"The ivory handle of his"
9"His voice carried that familiar"
10"Her heart stuttered against her"
11"A thousand responses formed in"
12"She settled on stepping aside"
13"Lucien entered, his gaze sweeping"
14"His nostrils flared slightly at"
15"Aurora closed the door with"
16"The deadbolts clicked into place"
17"Ptolemy raised his tabby head,"
18"Lucien removed his black leather"
19"She crossed her arms"
ratio0.919
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences86
matches(empty)
ratio0
79.83% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences34
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"Her muscles ached from cycling across London's unforgiving streets, and Ptolemy had just curled into her lap, purring contentedly."
1"After pulling him, bleeding and barely conscious, from the Thames that night, after seeing the wounds that should have killed him heal before her eyes, after th…"
2"A bracelet slid into her palm – silver links interwoven with strange blue stones that seemed to capture light from unseen sources."
56.82% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags22
uselessAdditionCount3
matches
0"She trailed, unwilling to name what had happened between them"
1"She retreated, careful to sit at the opposite end from Ptolemy"
2"He turned back, his expression softening"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags2
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"she corrected automatically (correct)"
dialogueSentences94
tagDensity0.021
leniency0.043
rawRatio0.5
effectiveRatio0.021
80.5174%