Run: 2026-02-19-01KHT0156Q2KC33GTPKTBB29TB

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18.6s
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$0.008919
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Google AI Studio

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System
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 third deadbolt groaned, a stubborn, metallic protest that echoed through the narrow hallway of the Brick Lane flat. I pulled the door open, expecting a courier or perhaps a disgruntled neighbour complaining about the smell of turmeric drifting up from the curry house downstairs. Lucien Moreau stood in the dim light of the landing. He looked exactly as he had three months ago: infuriatingly composed, draped in a charcoal wool coat that probably cost more than my entire year’s rent. The ivory handle of his cane caught the flickering yellow light of the hallway bulb, the carved head of some nameless beast staring at me with blind eyes. "You're bleeding on the floorboards, Aurora." I looked down. A dark, rhythmic drip-drop hit the warped wood by my bare toes. I’d forgotten the kitchen knife I was holding, or rather, the way my grip had slipped when the first knock startled me. "I'm busy, Lucien. And you're trespassing." "The front door was ajar. A security lapse I find uncharacteristic of someone so... paranoid." He stepped over the threshold without waiting for an invitation. The scent of him hit me instantly—expensive tobacco, sandalwood, and the faint, ozone tang of Avaros that always clung to his skin like a second shadow. He moved with a predatory grace, the slight click-thud of his cane the only sound against the muffled shouting of a late-night argument in the street below. "I have three deadbolts for a reason." I shut the door, the finality of the clicks echoing in the cramped space. "One of which is to keep out silver-tongued fixers with boundary issues." "And yet, here we are." Lucien turned, his heterochromatic eyes scanning the room. One amber, bright and feline; the other blacker than a London midnight. They drifted over the stacks of yellowed scrolls, the overflowing bookshelves, and Ptolemy, who was currently sharpening his claws on a rare seventeenth-century grimoire. "Eva has certainly embraced the 'cluttered academic' aesthetic. It smells like old paper and desperation." "It's a research flat. We're researching." I leaned against the door, clutching my injured hand. The sting was starting to wake up, a sharp, pulsing heat. "What do you want, Luc? I'm not doing the 'Golden Empress' run tonight. Silas' bar is closed. I’m off the clock and off the grid." "The grid found you." He reached out, his gloved hand catching my wrist before I could flinch away. His touch was cool, but there was a hum beneath it, a vibration of power that made the small crescent-shaped scar on my wrist itch. He didn't look at me; he looked at the shallow slice across my palm. With a deft movement, he produced a silk handkerchief from his breast pocket. "Don't," I snapped, though my voice lacked its usual bite. "Be silent. You're getting blood on the rug. It's an antique, I assume?" "It’s from a charity shop in Dalston." "Then for the sake of the charity, hold still." He began to wrap the silk around my hand. His movements were clinical, precise, but his thumb brushed against my pulse point. I felt my heart hammer against his skin, a traitorous rhythm that betrayed every ounce of "cool-headed" composure I pretended to have. We stood too close in the narrow entryway. I could see the fine grain of his marble-pale skin and the way his platinum hair was slicked back without a single strand out of place. "You left Cardiff to avoid men who hurt you, Aurora," he murmured, his voice a low, melodic vibration. "Cutting yourself with a paring knife seems a counterproductive evolution." "Evan was a brute. This was an accident. There's a difference." "The result is the same. Damage." He tightened the knot. "Why didn't you call?" "Because the last time we spoke, you told me my 'out-of-the-box' thinking was going to get me killed. And then you walked out of a burning warehouse without looking back." "I walked out to ensure the perimeter was clear. I assumed a woman of your intellect knew how to follow a literal trail of breadcrumbs." "I'm not a bird, Lucien. And I don't work for you." He let go of my hand, but he didn't pull back. The air between us felt thick, like the moments before a summer storm breaks over the Severn. He smelled like the cold Marseille docks and the heat of a demon’s forge. It was a dizzying, dangerous combination. "You don't," he conceded. "Which is why I'm here to offer a consultation fee. A private matter." "I don't do private matters with you anymore. I’m trying to be normal. I deliver noodles. I study law. I don't deal with the supernatural underworld." "The supernatural underworld is currently looking for a girl with a crescent scar and a penchant for Welsh stubbornness." Lucien’s black eye seemed to swallow the light. "The Wardens found the ledger you took from the docks." The blood drained from my face. I looked toward the piles of books, my mind racing. I’d hidden that ledger weeks ago. I’d told myself it was insurance. "How did they track it?" "You're bright, Rory, but you're human. You leave traces. Scents. Echoes of intent. They’re halfway through the curry shops of East London. They’ll be at this door by dawn." "And you're here to save me? How altruistic." I walked past him into the tiny kitchen area, my boots thumping on the linoleum. "What’s the price, Luc? Information? A favour? Or do you just want the ledger for your own collection?" He followed me, his cane tapping a steady, rhythmic beat. He looked absurdly out of place next to my chipped mugs and the toaster that only worked if you held the lever down. He leaned against the counter, the charcoal of his suit contrasting with the peeling mint-green paint. "I want you out of the city," he said. I paused, a kettle halfway to the tap. "Pardon?" "London is becoming... cluttered. For both of us. If the Wardens find you here, they find my connection to the warehouse fire. I don't care for exposure." "So this is about your career as a fixer? You're clearing the evidence?" "I am protecting an asset." "I am not an asset!" I slammed the kettle onto the burner. "I’m a person. I moved here to have a life that didn't involve people deciding my schedule or my safety for me." Lucien moved then, faster than my human eyes could track. One second he was by the door, the next he was inches away, his ivory cane pinned against the counter, boxing me in. His amber eye glowed with an inner heat, the demon in him rising to the surface. "You chose this life the moment you reached into the fire for that book," he hissed. "You chose it when you stayed in Silas' bar after the first soul-eater walked in. Don't play the innocent student with me, Aurora. It doesn't suit your bone structure." "And what does suit me? Running away with you? Becoming another shadow in your pocket?" "I don't keep shadows. I keep partners." The word hung between us, heavy and unyielding. Partner. It was a word we’d danced around for months, through late-night deliveries and whispered warnings in rain-slicked alleys. "You're shaking," he noted, his voice dropping to a velvet caress. "I'm angry." "You're lying." He reached up, his gloved fingers tracing the line of my jaw. I should have pushed him away. I should have picked up the knife again. Instead, I leaned into the touch, my skin humming where he met it. The darkness in his eyes was an abyss, and for the first time since I’d fled Cardiff, I felt like I was exactly where I was supposed to be. Caught. Seen. "If I go with you," I whispered, "I'm not going as a delivery girl." "I wouldn't dream of it. I need a barrister’s mind and a thief’s nerves." "And what do you need most, Luc?" He leaned down, his breath warm against my ear. "I need you to stop bleeding on my handkerchief. It’s hand-spun silk." A loud, splintering crack echoed from the floor below. The sound of the curry house’s front window shattering. Shouts followed—not the usual drunken brawls, but something deeper, more guttural. The air in the flat suddenly turned ice-cold, the scent of ozone thickening until it was suffocating. Ptolemy hissed, his fur standing on end as he bolted under the sofa. "They're early," Lucien said, his face hardening into a mask of cold, professional violence. He reached into his coat, and the ivory handle of his cane shifted, the hidden blade clicking into place with a lethal, metallic snick. "The back window?" I asked, already reaching for the heavy backpack I kept by the fridge. "The roof," he corrected. "They've blocked the alley." The first deadbolt on the front door didn't just turn. It exploded inward, the wood screaming as it gave way to a force that wasn't human. "Aurora," Lucien said, his heterochromatic eyes fixed on the door. "Can you run in those boots?" "I ran from a demon in Cardiff in heels, Luc. These are Doc Martens." "Good." The door flew off its hinges, crashing into the bookshelf. A tall, gaunt figure draped in grey tatters stepped into the room, its face a smooth, featureless surface of pale skin. Behind it, three more shadows loomed, the light of Brick Lane dying as they entered. Lucien stepped in front of me, the thin blade of his cane gleaming. "Then let’s show our guests why people avoid the East End after dark."
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags20
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences59
tagDensity0.339
leniency0.678
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
96.91% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1620
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"suddenly"
count1
highlights
0"suddenly"
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)
41.36% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1620
totalAiIsms19
found
0
word"echoed"
count2
1
word"rhythmic"
count2
2
word"echoing"
count1
3
word"scanning"
count1
4
word"silk"
count3
5
word"pulse"
count1
6
word"marble"
count1
7
word"ensure"
count1
8
word"racing"
count1
9
word"echoes"
count1
10
word"structure"
count1
11
word"velvet"
count1
12
word"tracing"
count1
13
word"loomed"
count1
14
word"gleaming"
count1
highlights
0"echoed"
1"rhythmic"
2"echoing"
3"scanning"
4"silk"
5"pulse"
6"marble"
7"ensure"
8"racing"
9"echoes"
10"structure"
11"velvet"
12"tracing"
13"loomed"
14"gleaming"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches0
maxInWindow0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences79
matches(empty)
88.61% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount3
narrationSentences79
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
1"tended to"
2"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences118
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen33
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1601
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions16
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions21
wordCount990
uniqueNames11
maxNameDensity0.71
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Brick2
Lane2
Moreau1
Avaros1
Lucien7
One2
London1
Ptolemy2
Severn1
Marseille1
Cardiff1
persons
0"Moreau"
1"Lucien"
2"One"
3"Ptolemy"
places
0"Brick"
1"Lane"
2"London"
3"Marseille"
4"Cardiff"
globalScore1
windowScore1
77.54% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences69
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"smelled like the cold Marseille docks and"
1"felt like I was exactly where I was sup"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.625
wordCount1601
matches
0"not the usual drunken brawls, but something deeper, more guttural"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences118
matches
0"hidden that ledger"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs63
mean25.41
std18.98
cv0.747
sampleLengths
045
164
26
337
46
515
663
733
864
951
1018
1152
1210
1313
147
159
1678
1728
1811
1914
2030
2125
2211
2348
2417
2526
2637
2728
285
2929
3041
3149
329
339
3427
3513
365
3734
3849
3945
4015
417
4227
4311
442
452
4670
4714
4814
497
96.38% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences79
matches
0"was slicked"
1"was supposed"
71.79% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount3
totalVerbs156
matches
0"was holding"
1"was starting"
2"was suffocating"
46.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount2
semicolonCount2
flaggedSentences4
totalSentences118
ratio0.034
matches
0"The scent of him hit me instantly—expensive tobacco, sandalwood, and the faint, ozone tang of Avaros that always clung to his skin like a second shadow."
1"One amber, bright and feline; the other blacker than a London midnight."
2"He didn't look at me; he looked at the shallow slice across my palm."
3"Shouts followed—not the usual drunken brawls, but something deeper, more guttural."
88.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1002
adjectiveStacks2
stackExamples
0"small crescent-shaped scar"
1"peeling mint-green paint."
adverbCount31
adverbRatio0.03093812375249501
lyAdverbCount10
lyAdverbRatio0.00998003992015968
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences118
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences118
mean13.57
std7.48
cv0.552
sampleLengths
019
126
210
326
428
56
63
712
822
96
1015
1110
1226
1327
1421
1512
1613
1712
1824
1915
2015
2111
2225
2318
2425
2514
2613
2710
2813
297
309
319
3213
3322
348
3526
3618
3710
3811
3910
404
4130
4225
4311
4411
4517
4614
476
484
4913
41.81% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats14
diversityRatio0.3220338983050847
totalSentences118
uniqueOpeners38
46.95% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences71
matches
0"Instead, I leaned into the"
ratio0.014
0.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount42
totalSentences71
matches
0"I pulled the door open,"
1"He looked exactly as he"
2"I looked down."
3"I’d forgotten the kitchen knife"
4"He stepped over the threshold"
5"He moved with a predatory"
6"I shut the door, the"
7"They drifted over the stacks"
8"I leaned against the door,"
9"He reached out, his gloved"
10"His touch was cool, but"
11"He didn't look at me;"
12"I snapped, though my voice"
13"He began to wrap the"
14"His movements were clinical, precise,"
15"I felt my heart hammer"
16"We stood too close in"
17"I could see the fine"
18"he murmured, his voice a"
19"He tightened the knot"
ratio0.592
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount66
totalSentences71
matches
0"The third deadbolt groaned, a"
1"I pulled the door open,"
2"Lucien Moreau stood in the"
3"He looked exactly as he"
4"The ivory handle of his"
5"I looked down."
6"A dark, rhythmic drip-drop hit"
7"I’d forgotten the kitchen knife"
8"He stepped over the threshold"
9"The scent of him hit"
10"He moved with a predatory"
11"I shut the door, the"
12"Lucien turned, his heterochromatic eyes"
13"They drifted over the stacks"
14"I leaned against the door,"
15"The sting was starting to"
16"He reached out, his gloved"
17"His touch was cool, but"
18"He didn't look at me;"
19"I snapped, though my voice"
ratio0.93
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences71
matches(empty)
ratio0
74.83% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences42
technicalSentenceCount4
matches
0"The third deadbolt groaned, a stubborn, metallic protest that echoed through the narrow hallway of the Brick Lane flat."
1"They drifted over the stacks of yellowed scrolls, the overflowing bookshelves, and Ptolemy, who was currently sharpening his claws on a rare seventeenth-century…"
2"His touch was cool, but there was a hum beneath it, a vibration of power that made the small crescent-shaped scar on my wrist itch."
3"It exploded inward, the wood screaming as it gave way to a force that wasn't human."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags20
uselessAdditionCount7
matches
0"I shut, the finality of the clicks echoing in the cramped space"
1"Lucien turned, his heterochromatic eyes scanning the room"
2"I snapped, though my voice lacked its usual bite"
3"he murmured, his voice a low, melodic vibration"
4"I walked, my boots thumping on the linoleum"
5"he noted, his voice dropping to a velvet caress"
6"Lucien said, his face hardening into a mask of cold, professional violence"
31.36% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags11
fancyCount7
fancyTags
0"I snapped (snap)"
1"he murmured (murmur)"
2"he conceded (concede)"
3"he hissed (hiss)"
4"he noted (note)"
5"I whispered (whisper)"
6"he corrected (correct)"
dialogueSentences59
tagDensity0.186
leniency0.373
rawRatio0.636
effectiveRatio0.237
73.3846%