Run: 2026-02-19-01KHT021VM3ASFW2MW5HPE5F6N

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1m 32s
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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 knock came three times. Sharp. Deliberate. Rory's hand froze on the door handle. No one knocked like that. Not delivery drivers, not Eva, not even debt collectors. They knocked like they owned the air between knuckle and wood. She checked the peephole. Her stomach dropped. "I know you're there." Lucien's voice filtered through the door, smooth as aged whisky. "Your breathing changed." Three months. Three months since she'd told him exactly where he could shove his job offer and his patronising concern and his stupid heterochromatic eyes that saw too much. Three months of successfully avoiding every bar, restaurant, and shadowy corner where London's supernatural fixer might lurk. "Piss off." "Charming as ever." A pause. "I have something that belongs to you." "Doubt it." "Your father's case files. The ones from '98." Her hand turned the deadbolt before her brain caught up. The door opened six inches, caught by the chain. Lucien stood in the hallway like he'd stepped out of a magazine spread on dangerous men in expensive suits. Charcoal today, tailored within an inch of its life. His platinum hair caught the flickering hallway light. One amber eye, one black, both fixed on her with an intensity that made her skin prickle. "Those were destroyed," she said. "Nothing's ever truly destroyed, Rory." He shifted his weight, and she caught a glimpse of a manila folder tucked under his arm. "May I come in?" "No." "The neighbours are starting to stare." "Let them." Mrs Chen from 3B was indeed peering out her door, rollers in her hair, mobile phone at the ready. The local Facebook group would have a field day. Rory unhooked the chain. Lucien stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, his cane tapping once against the threshold. The flat suddenly felt smaller, like his presence had shifted the walls inward. He surveyed the space with the same calculating look he gave everything — equal parts assessment and judgement. "You've redecorated." "I moved the sofa two inches. Don't strain yourself with the compliments." His mouth twitched. Almost a smile. "The bartender treating you well?" "Silas is my landlord, not my keeper." "Distinction without a difference in his case." Lucien set the folder on her coffee table with deliberate care. "He still serving that swill he calls whisky?" "It's a perfectly respectable bourbon." "American." He said it like a curse. "You've been spending too much time with colonials." She crossed her arms. "What do you want?" "Direct. I've missed that." He settled into her armchair without permission, long fingers curled around his cane's ivory handle. "Can't a friend visit?" "We're not friends." "No?" The black eye seemed to swallow light. "What are we then?" The question hung between them like smoke. She remembered the last time they'd been in a room together. His office, after midnight. His hands in her hair. Her back against his desk. The moment before everything went to hell. "Nothing," she said. "We're nothing." "Harsh." "Accurate." He tilted his head, studying her like she was a particularly interesting puzzle. "You've lost weight." "You've lost the right to notice." "Have I?" He stood in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them. Expensive cologne hit her first — bergamot and something darker. "Three months, two weeks, four days. That's how long you've been avoiding me." "Who's counting?" "I am." His cane rested between them, a barrier and a threat. "Every meeting you've ducked. Every street you've crossed to avoid. Every time you've sent Eva to collect payments instead of coming yourself." "Maybe I've been busy." "Delivering Chinese food?" Heat crawled up her neck. "It's honest work." "It's beneath you." "Unlike working for demons?" His amber eye flashed. "Half-demon. And you didn't seem to mind when it paid your rent." "That was before I knew the price." "Everything has a price, Rory. Even righteous indignation." He reached past her, and she caught herself not flinching. His fingers found a strand of her hair that had escaped her ponytail. "You've stopped colouring it." "Personal grooming commentary? That's a new low, even for you." "The blonde was attractive." He twisted the strand between his fingers. "But this suits you better. Honest." She stepped back. His hand dropped. "The files," she said. "Show me." He returned to the coffee table with that predator's grace he wore like armour. The folder was thick, bound with red string. Legal documents spilled across the surface as he opened it. Her father's handwriting stared up at her, neat loops and crosses in fading blue ink. "The Mallory case." Her throat tightened. "This is what got him disbarred." "Among other things." Lucien selected a page at random. "Did you know he was investigating property fraud in Southwark? Connected to some rather interesting individuals." "He told me it was a simple contract dispute." "Parents lie to protect their children. Usually." He glanced up. "Though yours seemed particularly gifted at it." She snatched the page from his hand. Names, dates, property transfers. A web of connections that made her head spin. "Where did you get these?" "A friend owed me a favour." "You don't have friends." "I have assets. Sometimes they're the same thing." He leaned back in the chair. "The question is what you plan to do with them." "That's none of your business." "It is when you start poking around Southwark asking questions." His voice dropped, velvet over steel. "Yes, I know about your little adventures. Tuesday nights, isn't it? After your shift?" Cold settled in her stomach. "You've been following me." "I've been protecting you. There's a difference." "I didn't ask for your protection." "No, you asked for my help. Three months ago. In my office. Rather enthusiastically, if memory serves." Heat flashed through her. "That was a mistake." "Was it?" He stood again, crowding her space. "Your pulse says otherwise." "My pulse says I'm angry." "Angry." He tested the word. "Is that what we're calling it?" "What would you call it?" "Complicated." She laughed, short and bitter. "That's one word for it." "You left rather abruptly that night." "You gave me an ultimatum." "I offered you a choice." "Work for you or watch my back? That's not a choice, that's extortion." "That's survival." His cane tapped against the floor. "This city eats the naive for breakfast, Rory. You can't investigate your father's past without making enemies." "I've managed fine without you." "Have you?" He gestured to the sparse flat. "Delivering noodles to drunk students? Hiding above a bar? This isn't managing, it's existing." "It's freedom." "It's fear." The words hit like a slap. She turned away, focusing on the wall, the window, anywhere but his mismatched gaze that saw too much. "I should have told you," he said quietly. "About the connections. The risks. I should have been honest." "Yes, you should have." "But you should have trusted me." She spun back. "Trust you? You had me gathering information on my own father's colleagues. People who knew me as a child." "People who destroyed him." "For all I know, you helped." Silence stretched taut between them. His jaw tightened, a muscle jumping beneath pale skin. "Is that what you think?" "I don't know what to think." The words came out raw. "You deal in information. You know everyone's secrets. How do I know you didn't know exactly who I was when you hired me?" "Because I don't seduce my assets." His amber eye burned. "Bad business practice." "But you did." "No." He stepped closer. "What happened between us had nothing to do with business." "Everything's business with you." "Not that." His cane clattered to the floor as his hand found her jaw, tilting her face up. "Never that." She should step back. Slam her knee into his perfectly tailored groin. Show him the door with extreme prejudice. Instead, she stood frozen as his thumb traced her cheekbone. "I've stayed away," he murmured. "Three months, two weeks, four days. Giving you space. Letting you run. But those files aren't the only reason I'm here." "Lucien." "Tell me you haven't thought about it." His breath ghosted across her cheek. "Tell me you don't wake up at three AM remembering." "Remembering what?" "Liar." The word was almost affectionate. "Your pulse is racing." "Still angry." "Still lying." His black eye reflected her face back in miniature. "But I'll pretend to believe you. For now." He stepped back, retrieving his cane with studied nonchalance. She felt the loss of his warmth like a physical ache. "Keep the files," he said. "Consider them a gift." "You don't give gifts." "I don't." He moved toward the door. "Which should tell you something." "Wait." The word escaped before she could stop it. "The Southwark properties. What did you mean about making enemies?" He paused at the threshold. "The Mallory family still owns significant holdings in South London. They didn't appreciate your father's investigation twenty years ago." "And they know I'm asking questions?" "Not yet." He turned back, and for a moment she saw something raw flash across his face. "But they will. Unless." "Unless?" "Unless you accept my protection." "Your employment, you mean." "If that's what you prefer to call it." He straightened his cuffs, armour sliding back into place. "My offer stands. Work with me, not for me. Equal partners." "We were never equals." "No?" He smiled then, sharp and knowing. "Strange. That night in my office felt rather... balanced." Heat crawled up her neck. "That won't happen again." "Of course not." He opened the door. "But if you change your mind about the job, you know where to find me. Try not to wait another three months." "Lucien." He paused. "Why did you really come?" For a heartbeat, his careful mask slipped. "Because watching you deliver Chinese food is painful. You're worth more than Kung Pao chicken and drunk university students." "That's not an answer." "Isn't it?" He tapped his cane against the doorframe. "Read the files, Rory. Especially the ones marked confidential. Your father was closer to the truth than he knew." The door closed behind him with a soft click. She stood in her suddenly empty flat, pulse still racing, skin still burning where he'd touched her. The files sat on her coffee table like an accusation. Or an invitation. She poured herself a generous measure of Silas's terrible bourbon and settled in to read. Outside her window, London hummed with its usual chaos. But all she could smell was bergamot and danger.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags38
adverbTagCount5
adverbTags
0"He leaned back [back]"
1"He stood again [again]"
2"he said quietly [quietly]"
3"He turned back [back]"
4"He smiled then [then]"
dialogueSentences149
tagDensity0.255
leniency0.51
rawRatio0.132
effectiveRatio0.067
82.73% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1737
totalAiIsmAdverbs6
found
0
adverb"truly"
count1
1
adverb"suddenly"
count2
2
adverb"perfectly"
count2
3
adverb"really"
count1
highlights
0"truly"
1"suddenly"
2"perfectly"
3"really"
80.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found
0"Chen"
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
51.07% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1737
totalAiIsms17
found
0
word"stomach"
count2
1
word"intensity"
count1
2
word"weight"
count2
3
word"calculating"
count1
4
word"predator"
count1
5
word"velvet"
count1
6
word"pulse"
count4
7
word"silence"
count1
8
word"traced"
count1
9
word"racing"
count2
10
word"warmth"
count1
highlights
0"stomach"
1"intensity"
2"weight"
3"calculating"
4"predator"
5"velvet"
6"pulse"
7"silence"
8"traced"
9"racing"
10"warmth"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"stomach dropped/sank"
count1
highlights
0"stomach dropped"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences112
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences112
filterMatches
0"look"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences221
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen27
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1738
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions25
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions20
wordCount871
uniqueNames11
maxNameDensity0.57
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Three"
discoveredNames
Eva1
Three3
London2
Mrs1
Chen1
Facebook1
Expensive1
Heat3
Lucien5
Cold1
Silas1
persons
0"Eva"
1"Mrs"
2"Chen"
3"Heat"
4"Lucien"
5"Cold"
6"Silas"
places
0"London"
1"Expensive"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences67
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1738
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences221
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs131
mean13.27
std11.36
cv0.856
sampleLengths
07
132
27
317
446
52
612
72
88
919
1053
115
1226
131
146
152
1628
174
1846
192
2012
2111
227
2326
245
2515
268
2723
283
2912
3039
315
321
331
3416
356
3636
372
3834
394
403
418
423
434
4416
457
4635
4710
4817
496
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences112
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs157
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount2
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences2
totalSentences221
ratio0.009
matches
0"He surveyed the space with the same calculating look he gave everything — equal parts assessment and judgement."
1"Expensive cologne hit her first — bergamot and something darker."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount869
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount31
adverbRatio0.03567318757192175
lyAdverbCount7
lyAdverbRatio0.00805523590333717
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences221
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences221
mean7.86
std5.32
cv0.676
sampleLengths
05
11
21
37
45
59
611
74
83
914
103
112
1227
1317
142
155
167
172
188
1910
209
2119
229
238
2417
255
2622
274
281
296
302
3119
329
334
3415
3513
3618
372
3812
393
403
415
427
4318
448
455
467
478
484
494
67.42% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats11
diversityRatio0.4343891402714932
totalSentences221
uniqueOpeners96
65.36% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences102
matches
0"Almost a smile."
1"Instead, she stood frozen as"
ratio0.02
0.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount57
totalSentences102
matches
0"They knocked like they owned"
1"She checked the peephole."
2"Her stomach dropped."
3"Her hand turned the deadbolt"
4"His platinum hair caught the"
5"He shifted his weight, and"
6"He surveyed the space with"
7"His mouth twitched."
8"He said it like a"
9"She crossed her arms."
10"He settled into her armchair"
11"She remembered the last time"
12"His office, after midnight."
13"His hands in her hair."
14"Her back against his desk."
15"He tilted his head, studying"
16"He stood in one fluid"
17"His cane rested between them,"
18"His amber eye flashed."
19"He reached past her, and"
ratio0.559
43.33% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount85
totalSentences102
matches
0"The knock came three times."
1"Rory's hand froze on the"
2"They knocked like they owned"
3"She checked the peephole."
4"Her stomach dropped."
5"Lucien's voice filtered through the"
6"Her hand turned the deadbolt"
7"The door opened six inches,"
8"Lucien stood in the hallway"
9"Charcoal today, tailored within an"
10"His platinum hair caught the"
11"He shifted his weight, and"
12"Mrs Chen from 3B was"
13"The local Facebook group would"
14"Rory unhooked the chain."
15"Lucien stepped inside without waiting"
16"The flat suddenly felt smaller,"
17"He surveyed the space with"
18"His mouth twitched."
19"Lucien set the folder on"
ratio0.833
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences102
matches(empty)
ratio0
45.45% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences22
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"Lucien stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, his cane tapping once against the threshold."
1"He tilted his head, studying her like she was a particularly interesting puzzle."
2"His fingers found a strand of her hair that had escaped her ponytail."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags38
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags7
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"he murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences149
tagDensity0.047
leniency0.094
rawRatio0.143
effectiveRatio0.013
84.5121%