Run: 2026-02-19-01KHT02NTEPCB38REGDTFDVCGP

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8.2s
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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 latch snapped as the door yanked open. Aurora froze, the delivery bag she’d just set down wobbling on the worn wooden floor. A figure slipped past the doorway, his charcoal suit catching the dim light from the streetlamp outside. The cane in his right hand clicked against the tiles, the ivory handle gleaming like a promise. She turned, eyes bright blue and sharp, catching the flash of his heterochromatic stare—amber on one side, black on the other. The crescent scar on her left wrist twitched as she clenched her fist, the memory of a childhood accident surfacing like a phantom limb. “Lucien,” she said, voice low but steady, “what are you doing here?” He smiled, a thin line that didn’t reach his eyes. “Your door answered my call. I thought you’d prefer a proper entrance to a proper conversation.” Aurora crossed the hallway, the worn rug brushing against her shoes. She glanced at the kitchen, the fridge humming a low, metallic note. The delivery bag fell with a soft thud, spilling a few take‑away containers onto the floor. “You always had a habit of showing up unannounced,” she replied, edging closer. “Even when the world told you otherwise.” His cane’s blade whispered out, a thin metal flash hidden beneath the ivory veneer. “You taught me that silence can be louder than a drum.” She caught the blade’s edge with the back of her hand, feeling the cool metal against her skin. “You think you can cut through my defenses with a hidden dagger?” Lucien stepped forward, the scent of sandalwood from the bar below mingling with the faint aroma of old books that clung to the walls of her flat. “I’m not here to fight, Aurora. I’m here because the night has a way of pulling us together when we try to run.” She lifted her chin, the scar on her wrist catching the faint light. “You left with a half‑truth and a broken promise. You thought I’d forget the night you vanished.” His amber eye flickered, a brief flash of something darker. “I didn’t forget. I carried it, like a secret tattoo, into every city I walked.” Aurora’s breath steadied, the air thick with the metallic tang of the city’s rain-soaked streets. “You think I’m still the same girl you once knew? The one who delivered meals for a Chinese restaurant while dreaming of law school?” He tilted his head, the platinum hair slicked back, a glint of amusement in his black eye. “I see the girl who now reads contracts in a language only she understands. The one who can out‑think a demon and still keep her heart beating.” She laughed, a short, sharp sound that echoed off the plaster. “You think you can charm me with poetry? You’re a half‑demon, Lucien. You’re a fixer, a broker of secrets. I’m a delivery girl with a scar and a debt to pay.” He lowered his cane, the blade disappearing as if it had never been there. “I’m not here to fix anything. I’m here because the world is a maze of shadows, and you’re the only light that still reaches the centre.” Aurora’s gaze flicked to the window, where the street outside pulsed with the rhythm of late‑night traffic. “You know what happens when we meet in the dark. We start a fire that burns everything in sight.” A sudden knock sounded on the back door, a muffled thud that reverberated through the thin walls. Lucien’s head snapped toward it, his hand instinctively moving to the cane’s hidden blade. “Someone’s coming. You heard that?” She swallowed, feeling the scar’s edges sting. “Who could be here at this hour? The ghosts of my past?” A voice drifted from the hallway, low and gravelly. “Aurora, open up. I’ve got the package you asked for.” Aurora’s pulse quickened. She turned back to Lucien, eyes narrowing. “What did you say?” He raised an eyebrow, the amber eye glinting. “They’re at the door. I’m not sure if they’re friends or foes, but they’ve found you.” She pressed her palm against the wall, feeling the vibrations of the city behind the bricks. “If they’re enemies, I’ll handle them. If they’re allies, I’ll… I’ll need to know why they’re here.” Lucien’s fingers brushed the cane’s ivory handle, the hidden blade humming faintly under his grip. “You always liked to keep your options open, Rory. That’s why I’m here. To close the loop we left unfinished.” She turned away, the scar on her wrist catching the dim glow of the hallway light. “You left a map of half‑truths and broken promises on my kitchen table. I’ve been trying to read it ever since.” A sudden scrape of metal echoed from the hallway, the sound of a lock turning. The back door creaked open, revealing a figure silhouetted by the streetlamp—a tall man in a dark coat, his face obscured by a scarf. Lucien’s hand tightened around the cane. “Who are you?” he demanded, his voice low, edged with warning. The stranger stepped forward, revealing a scarred face, eyes glinting with a mixture of fear and determination. “You know me, Lucien. I’m the one you left behind.” Aurora’s breath hitched, the scar on her wrist throbbing as if it had heard the name. “You’re not supposed to be here.” The stranger smirked, pulling a small, crumpled envelope from his coat. “You asked for the ledger. I brought it. But there’s a price.” Lucien’s blade flickered, the ivory cane humming with a low, resonant tone. “What price?” The stranger held the envelope out, the paper trembling. “Your silence, or the night’s end.” Aurora stared at the envelope, then at Lucien, her mind racing. “You think you can bargain with my past?” Lucien’s black eye narrowed, the amber flickering. “I’m not bargaining. I’m protecting you.” A sudden crash echoed from the kitchen, a cupboard door slamming shut as if someone—or something—had forced its way in. The smell of burnt rice drifted from the stove, mingling with the stale scent of incense. Aurora’s hand moved to the scar, feeling the pulse of old pain. “What do you want, Lucien? Why now?” He stepped closer, the cane’s blade now exposed, the ivory handle reflecting the dim light. “I want to finish what we started. I want to give you the truth you deserve.” The stranger’s eyes darted between them, a flicker of panic in his gaze. “You don’t understand. The ledger isn’t just numbers. It’s a key.” Lucien’s hand tightened on the cane, the hidden blade humming louder. “Then let’s see if you can unlock it.” The back door burst open, a gust of wind slamming it shut, the hallway lights flickering. A shadow surged forward, a figure in a dark coat lunging toward Aurora, a knife glittering in his grip. Aurora’s heart hammered. She slipped past Lucien, the scar on her wrist pulsing as she reached for the knife. The blade slipped from the stranger’s hand, clattering against the floor. Lucien pivoted, his cane whirring as the blade emerged, a flash of ivory steel. He thrust it forward, the hidden blade finding the stranger’s throat with a soft, wet thud. The stranger gasped, blood spattering across the tiles, his eyes wide with shock. “You—” Lucien’s amber eye narrowed, his voice a whisper that cut through the chaos. “You never learn to stay out of my business.” Aurora stared at the blood pooling on the floor, her breath ragged, the scar on her wrist throbbing like a drum. She turned to Lucien, her voice hoarse. “What now?” He lowered his cane, the blade retracting as if it had never cut. “Now we finish what we started. The ledger holds the names of those who would see us dead. We must destroy it before they find us.” Aurora’s gaze flicked to the envelope in the stranger’s out, now stained with blood. She reached for it, her fingers trembling, the scar on her wrist prickling. “And the price?” Lucien stepped forward, his voice soft, edged with a hint of something else—affection, perhaps. “Your silence, or the night’s end. You choose.” A sudden scream erupted from the hallway, a woman’s voice ripped apart by terror. The sound cut through the stale air, a reminder that the night was far from over. Aurora’s eyes narrowed, the scar on her wrist flashing in the weak light. She clutched the envelope, feeling the weight of secrets within. “We’ll have to move.” Lucien’s black eye gleamed, the amber flickering with a strange mixture of resolve and something softer. “Then let’s go. The night isn’t over yet, and the city will not wait for us.” A thunderous crash reverberated from the street below as the bar’s neon sign flickered, casting a crimson glow across the hallway. The building shuddered, the floorboards trembling beneath their feet. Aurora glanced at the shattered door, the blood‑stained envelope, and the hidden blade now she in Lucien’s hand. The stranger’s lifeless body slumped against the wall, a final gasp escaping his lips. Lucien’s cane clicked against the tiles as he turned, his voice low, “We need to leave, now.” She hesitated, the scar on her wrist throbbing like a warning. “And the ledger?” Lucien’s amber eye softened, a hint of vulnerability slipping through his composed façade. “We’ll burn it. Together.” A sudden explosion of glass shattered the hallway’s silence, a pane from the kitchen window exploding inward, shards raining down like crystal rain. The building’s lights flickered, the darkness pressing in. Aurora’s breath caught, the scar on her wrist burning hotter than ever. She looked at Lucien, his cane poised, his hidden blade glinting. The envelope slipped from her grasp, fluttering onto the floor, its contents spilling out in a cascade of inked names. Lucien’s voice rose above the chaos, “We have to—” A deafening roar filled the hallway as the building’s roof caved in, a massive wooden beam crashing toward them. The world tilted, dust and debris swirling like a vortex. Aurora flung herself toward Lucien, grabbing his coat, her fingers digging into the fabric. The scar on her wrist burned, a sharp reminder of the night’s danger. Lucien’s cane slipped from his grasp, the hidden blade clattering to the floor as he pulled Aurora into the doorway. The beam slammed into the wall behind them, sending a shockwave of dust and splintered wood. The hallway collapsed, the roof buckling, the night outside swallowing the flat in darkness. Aurora’s breath rasped, the envelope now a crumpled mess on the floor, ink smearing across her fingers. Lucien’s voice was a low whisper, barely audible over the rumble. “We’ll find a way out. Together.” A sudden flash of light pierced the darkness, a blaze of orange and red exploding from the bar below, the flames licking the night sky. The heat licked at Aurora’s skin, the scar on her wrist throbbing in rhythm with the fire’s roar. She stared at the inferno, the blaze reflecting in Lucien’s eyes—amber and black, a storm of unspoken promises. The hidden blade glinted in his hand, a silent threat against the night’s chaos. A deafening crack echoed as the building’s foundation gave way, the floor beneath them shuddering. The world tilted, the darkness swallowing them whole. Aurora’s lips trembled, her voice barely a whisper, “Lucien—” His hand tightened around her wrist, the scar pulsing under his grip. “We’ll survive this,” he said, his tone a mix of certainty and something deeper, something that made Aurora’s breath hitch. The roof gave a final shudder, a massive timber beam falling toward them, its weight bearing down like a judge’s gavel. Time slowed for a heartbeat, the world hanging on the edge of a blade, a fire, a shattered envelope, and two hearts that refused to let go.
created_at"2026-02-19T03:46:10.913Z" 2/19/2026, 3:46:10 AM
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags6
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences49
tagDensity0.122
leniency0.245
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1963
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
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)
0.00% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1963
totalAiIsms44
found
0
word"gleaming"
count1
1
word"silence"
count4
2
word"flickered"
count4
3
word"glint"
count1
4
word"echoed"
count4
5
word"charm"
count1
6
word"flicked"
count2
7
word"pulsed"
count1
8
word"reverberated"
count2
9
word"pulse"
count2
10
word"quickened"
count1
11
word"eyebrow"
count1
12
word"glinting"
count3
13
word"racing"
count1
14
word"flicker"
count1
15
word"whisper"
count3
16
word"affection"
count1
17
word"reminder"
count2
18
word"weight"
count2
19
word"resolve"
count1
20
word"shattered"
count3
21
word"crystal"
count1
22
word"unspoken"
count1
23
word"trembled"
count1
highlights
0"gleaming"
1"silence"
2"flickered"
3"glint"
4"echoed"
5"charm"
6"flicked"
7"pulsed"
8"reverberated"
9"pulse"
10"quickened"
11"eyebrow"
12"glinting"
13"racing"
14"flicker"
15"whisper"
16"affection"
17"reminder"
18"weight"
19"resolve"
20"shattered"
21"crystal"
22"unspoken"
23"trembled"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
1
label"clenched jaw/fists"
count1
highlights
0"eyes narrowed"
1"clenched her fist"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences102
matches
0"a flicker of panic"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences102
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences144
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen31
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1956
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions13
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
50.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions45
wordCount1419
uniqueNames2
maxNameDensity1.69
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity3.5
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Lucien24
Aurora21
persons
0"Lucien"
1"Aurora"
places(empty)
globalScore0.654
windowScore0.5
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences99
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.511
wordCount1956
matches
0"not sure if they’re friends or foes, but they’ve found you"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences144
matches(empty)
60.76% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs71
mean27.55
std9.99
cv0.363
sampleLengths
08
149
245
312
426
539
620
725
830
950
1030
1125
1239
1344
1442
1540
1636
1736
1819
1919
2014
2124
2233
2335
2437
2539
2617
2727
2822
2923
3014
3115
3219
3313
3436
3519
3631
3724
3819
3935
4030
4130
4214
4322
4430
4539
4630
4722
4830
4927
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences102
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs223
matches(empty)
43.65% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount6
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences5
totalSentences144
ratio0.035
matches
0"She turned, eyes bright blue and sharp, catching the flash of his heterochromatic stare—amber on one side, black on the other."
1"The back door creaked open, revealing a figure silhouetted by the streetlamp—a tall man in a dark coat, his face obscured by a scarf."
2"A sudden crash echoed from the kitchen, a cupboard door slamming shut as if someone—or something—had forced its way in."
3"Lucien stepped forward, his voice soft, edged with a hint of something else—affection, perhaps."
4"She stared at the inferno, the blaze reflecting in Lucien’s eyes—amber and black, a storm of unspoken promises."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1426
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount21
adverbRatio0.014726507713884993
lyAdverbCount5
lyAdverbRatio0.0035063113604488078
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences144
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences144
mean13.58
std5.86
cv0.432
sampleLengths
08
115
217
317
421
524
612
710
816
911
1012
1116
1213
137
1414
1511
1618
1712
1827
1923
2013
2117
2210
2315
2415
2524
2617
2727
2811
2931
3014
3126
3217
3319
3417
3514
365
377
3812
399
4010
413
427
434
448
4516
4616
4717
4815
4920
48.61% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats2
diversityRatio0.14583333333333334
totalSentences144
uniqueOpeners21
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences102
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount30
totalSentences102
matches
0"She turned, eyes bright blue"
1"she said, voice low but"
2"He smiled, a thin line"
3"She glanced at the kitchen,"
4"she replied, edging closer"
5"His cane’s blade whispered out,"
6"She caught the blade’s edge"
7"She lifted her chin, the"
8"His amber eye flickered, a"
9"He tilted his head, the"
10"She laughed, a short, sharp"
11"He lowered his cane, the"
12"She swallowed, feeling the scar’s"
13"She turned back to Lucien,"
14"He raised an eyebrow, the"
15"She pressed her palm against"
16"She turned away, the scar"
17"he demanded, his voice low,"
18"He stepped closer, the cane’s"
19"She slipped past Lucien, the"
ratio0.294
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount102
totalSentences102
matches
0"The latch snapped as the"
1"Aurora froze, the delivery bag"
2"A figure slipped past the"
3"The cane in his right"
4"She turned, eyes bright blue"
5"The crescent scar on her"
6"she said, voice low but"
7"He smiled, a thin line"
8"Aurora crossed the hallway, the"
9"She glanced at the kitchen,"
10"The delivery bag fell with"
11"she replied, edging closer"
12"His cane’s blade whispered out,"
13"She caught the blade’s edge"
14"Lucien stepped forward, the scent"
15"She lifted her chin, the"
16"His amber eye flickered, a"
17"Aurora’s breath steadied, the air"
18"He tilted his head, the"
19"She laughed, a short, sharp"
ratio1
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences102
matches(empty)
ratio0
72.31% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences81
technicalSentenceCount8
matches
0"Lucien stepped forward, the scent of sandalwood from the bar below mingling with the faint aroma of old books that clung to the walls of her flat."
1"He lowered his cane, the blade disappearing as if it had never been there."
2"Aurora’s breath hitched, the scar on her wrist throbbing as if it had heard the name."
3"Aurora stared at the blood pooling on the floor, her breath ragged, the scar on her wrist throbbing like a drum."
4"She reached for it, her fingers trembling, the scar on her wrist prickling."
5"The envelope slipped from her grasp, fluttering onto the floor, its contents spilling out in a cascade of inked names."
6"Aurora flung herself toward Lucien, grabbing his coat, her fingers digging into the fabric."
7"The roof gave a final shudder, a massive timber beam falling toward them, its weight bearing down like a judge’s gavel."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags6
uselessAdditionCount4
matches
0"she said, voice low but steady,"
1"he demanded, his voice low, edged with warning"
2"Lucien’s cane clicked, his voice low,"
3"Aurora’s lips trembled, her voice barely a whisper,"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags4
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"he demanded (demand)"
dialogueSentences49
tagDensity0.082
leniency0.163
rawRatio0.25
effectiveRatio0.041
75.8445%