Run: 2026-02-19-01KHT02V8R8J2FKM4CX1VPMFAW

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

Model response

AI
The buzzer sounded at half past midnight. Rory had been reading—or trying to, anyway, with Ptolemy sprawled across her lap and Eva's flat too quiet around her. The tabby cat lifted his head at the noise, ears rotating like satellite dishes towards the door speaker mounted above the bookshelf. Eva was out somewhere with her girlfriends, which meant Rory got the luxury of answering to no one and nothing except a persistent literary character who refused to behave according to plot conventions. She pressed the speaker button. Static crackled back at her. "Bit late for deliveries," she said into the speaker, though she wasn't dressed for opening her door to strangers. Her jumper was old—something she'd stolen from her father years ago and never returned—and her hair hung in the sort of tangled braid that suggested surrender rather than style. "Building's locked. You need to come back during business hours." A throat cleared. Not a throat, specifically. That particular quality of someone gathering themselves before speaking words they'd clearly rehearsed a thousand times and discarded every version. "Rory?" Her hand went still on the speaker button. Ptolemy jumped from her lap, abandoning her entirely with the shameless self-interest only cats possessed. The voice belonged to Lucien Moreau. The Frenchman. The half-demon with mismatched eyes and an ivory-handled cane who fixed things that shouldn't be fixed and knew secrets that should've stayed buried. The man who'd pulled her from a situation with Evan three years ago when that particular darkness had its teeth at her throat. The man who'd offered her work, then friendship, then something neither of them had bothered naming because naming it would've required them to stop whatever they were doing. The man she hadn't seen in eight months. "Buzzer's broken," she heard herself say stupidly. "Or you'd have come straight up." "I know the buzzer's broken. I fixed it last time I visited. It's broken again. More importantly, you're awake, which means you'll answer the door." Not a question. Lucien rarely asked questions. He made observations and expected the universe to reorganise itself accordingly. The infuriating part was that it usually did. Rory hit the door release without remembering making the decision. The buzzer sounded—a long, electric note—and she stood there listening to the heavy door swing open three storeys below, listening to footsteps climbing the stairwell with that particular rhythm she'd learned to recognise. Steady. Unhurried. The walk of someone who'd never rushed a day in his life and saw no reason to start. She had time to run a hand through her ratted braid. Not time to change. Not time to think of something clever to say or to rebuild whatever walls she'd carefully dismantled after he'd walked out of her life without explanation. Three knocks. Precise. Organized. Very Lucien. She opened the door. He looked exactly like he had eight months ago and absolutely nothing like how she remembered him. This happened sometimes, the gap between memory and reality widening into something dangerous. His platinum blonde hair was slicked back the same way, and he wore the same tailored charcoal suit despite the unseasonable cold that had gripped London all week. The ivory-handled cane was there too, balanced against one shoulder with the casual elegance of a man wearing an accessory rather than requiring it. It was his eyes that made her breath catch. One amber, one black. Heterochromatic. Demonic. She'd spent three years getting used to looking at them, and evidently she'd not succeeded because now she couldn't look at them directly. "You're going to let me freeze on the landing, then?" His accent was thicker than she remembered, or perhaps she'd simply forgotten how to listen to it properly. French syllables doing that thing where they sounded like an apology even when he wasn't apologising. "I'm deciding," she said, "whether I should throw something at you first or just let you in and be civilised about it." "You never pick civilised." "There's a first time for everything." She stepped back anyway, and he stepped forward, and suddenly the narrow hallway outside Eva's flat contained too much history and not enough air. The space between them felt charged, the way the moment before lightning strikes feels charged. Her crescent-shaped scar itched against her wrist, that old marker of childhood accidents and poor decision-making. Lucien closed the door behind him, and the sound was final. "You look unwell," he said, which was him being diplomatic. What he meant was that she looked like someone who'd been running on coffee and spite, which was accurate. "You break into my best friend's flat at midnight and critique my appearance?" "I didn't break in. The door was locked. I used the key Eva gave me." "The key Eva gave you before you vanished like an arsehol—" "I didn't vanish." He set the cane against the bookshelf carefully. "I left. There's a distinction. Vanishing implies permanence. I've been handling matters." "Matters." She echoed the word back to him, tasting it. "Eight months of matters. Not a single text. Not a call to mention what sort of matters might require ghosting someone who helped you move into that flat in Bloomsbury and listened to you complain about your father's expectations for four hours straight." Lucien moved deeper into the flat, which was an escape tactic if she'd ever seen one. His eyes catalogued everything—the stack of books on the floor beside the sofa, the half-empty cup of tea that had probably gone cold an hour ago, the way Ptolemy had positioned himself on top of a grimoire like it was the most comfortable bed in London. The flat told stories to anyone willing to read them. "I handled matters," he repeated, "that required my full attention. Nothing about them involved you." "That's the problem, isn't it?" Rory followed him into the sitting room, her bare feet soundless on the hardwood. "Nothing involved me. Absolutely nothing. You just decided that unilaterally." He turned to face her, and in the lamplight his mismatched eyes were something between ancient and broken. "You don't get to do that," she continued, and she could hear her voice climbing, could feel the lid she'd kept screwed down for eight months starting to come loose. "You don't get to show up at half midnight looking like that and act like you had some good reason. You don't get to treat people like they're things you can set down and pick up whenever the mood strikes." "I set you down," he said quietly, "because keeping you was becoming dangerous. Matters, as you so eloquently termed them, were becoming visible. There are people who would use anyone close to me as leverage. I realised that, and I left before I made a mistake that would've cost you something irreplaceable." "Like what? My life? My safety?" She laughed, and it sounded bitter. "I'm a delivery driver and a woman with a crescent scar who's hiding from an ex in East London. I'm not exactly a high-value target." "No." Lucien stepped closer. "But you are someone I cared about. And that made you vulnerable in ways that matter." The past tense landed between them like a blade. She felt her chest tighten, felt the moment when her anger calcified into something colder and infinitely sharper. Cared. Past tense. Eight months ago he'd walked out of her life, and in doing so had apparently also walked out of feeling anything about it. "Well," Rory said, and her voice was steady now, which was somehow worse. "Then I suppose it's fortunate you're here now when none of that matters anymore. When I've already moved on and stopped caring in return. Seems like perfect timing, really. You can deliver whatever matters brought you back to Brick Lane, and then we can both return to our lives with a clear conscience." Lucien's jaw tightened. The cane against the bookshelf shifted slightly, as if responding to something in him that wasn't quite human. "You haven't moved on," he said. "How would you know? You've been gone." "I would know," he said, "because you haven't changed a single thing in this flat. Eva's books are stacked in exactly the same way. You're wearing your father's jumper. And you opened the door at midnight to the voice of someone who abandoned you without explanation. You didn't throw anything. You didn't slam the door. You didn't even try to make me feel unwelcome." "I'm about to." "No, you're not." He moved, and she didn't flinch, and that was when things stopped being about what had happened in the past eight months and started being about what was about to happen in the next eight seconds. His hand came up to her jaw, thumb brushing across her cheekbone like he was remembering the shape of her face. "Tell me to leave," he said, "and I'll go. I'll walk out that door and you'll never see me again. You have my word." Rory's breath caught in her throat. She wanted to tell him to leave. She wanted to want that with every fibre of her being. But want and truth had never been particularly good friends, and the truth standing in Eva's flat at half past midnight was that she'd missed him like a wound missed bleeding. Before she could speak, Lucien's phone buzzed in his pocket. He ignored it, but the spell fractured anyway. The moment collapsed like a house of cards in a wind neither of them could see. He stepped back, and she stepped back, and they stood like two people who'd just remembered why they'd said goodbye in the first place. "Matters," he said quietly, pulling the phone from his jacket. His expression shifted as he read the screen, something ancient and dangerous surfacing behind his eyes. "What is it?" "Nothing good," he said, and showed her the message. Rory read the words and felt her stomach drop into somewhere dark and very cold.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
97.44% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags19
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"he said quietly [quietly]"
1"he said quietly [quietly]"
dialogueSentences39
tagDensity0.487
leniency0.974
rawRatio0.105
effectiveRatio0.103
79.07% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1672
totalAiIsmAdverbs7
found
0
adverb"carefully"
count2
1
adverb"very"
count2
2
adverb"suddenly"
count1
3
adverb"really"
count1
4
adverb"slightly"
count1
highlights
0"carefully"
1"very"
2"suddenly"
3"really"
4"slightly"
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)
64.11% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1672
totalAiIsms12
found
0
word"electric"
count1
1
word"footsteps"
count1
2
word"absolutely"
count2
3
word"charged"
count2
4
word"echoed"
count1
5
word"comfortable"
count1
6
word"could feel"
count1
7
word"perfect"
count1
8
word"fractured"
count1
9
word"stomach"
count1
highlights
0"electric"
1"footsteps"
2"absolutely"
3"charged"
4"echoed"
5"comfortable"
6"could feel"
7"perfect"
8"fractured"
9"stomach"
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
narrationSentences92
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences92
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences112
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen64
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1658
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions22
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions28
wordCount1137
uniqueNames9
maxNameDensity0.7
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Ptolemy3
Eva4
Rory7
Lucien8
Moreau1
Frenchman1
Evan1
London2
French1
persons
0"Ptolemy"
1"Eva"
2"Rory"
3"Lucien"
4"Moreau"
5"Evan"
places
0"London"
globalScore1
windowScore1
0.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences63
glossingSentenceCount6
matches
0"g at them, and evidently she'd not succeeded"
1"sounded like an apology even when he wasn'"
2"looked like someone who'd been running on"
3"something between ancient and broken"
4"n doing so had apparently also walked out of"
5"as if responding to something in him that wasn't quite human"
6"quite human"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1658
matches(empty)
47.62% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount4
totalSentences112
matches
0"was that it"
1"doing that thing"
2"was that she"
3"was that she'd"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs57
mean29.09
std23.61
cv0.812
sampleLengths
07
175
25
35
458
527
61
723
882
98
1013
1125
1226
1363
1441
156
164
1782
1838
1944
2022
214
226
2355
2411
2529
2613
2715
2811
2923
3053
3172
3215
3329
3418
3570
3652
3737
3820
399
4044
4166
4221
436
447
4564
463
473
4857
4924
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences92
matches
0"was slicked"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount3
totalVerbs214
matches
0"were doing"
1"wasn't apologising"
2"was remembering"
40.82% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount6
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences4
totalSentences112
ratio0.036
matches
0"Rory had been reading—or trying to, anyway, with Ptolemy sprawled across her lap and Eva's flat too quiet around her."
1"Her jumper was old—something she'd stolen from her father years ago and never returned—and her hair hung in the sort of tangled braid that suggested surrender rather than style."
2"The buzzer sounded—a long, electric note—and she stood there listening to the heavy door swing open three storeys below, listening to footsteps climbing the stairwell with that particular rhythm she'd learned to recognise."
3"His eyes catalogued everything—the stack of books on the floor beside the sofa, the half-empty cup of tea that had probably gone cold an hour ago, the way Ptolemy had positioned himself on top of a grimoire like it was the most comfortable bed in London."
90.14% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1150
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount58
adverbRatio0.050434782608695654
lyAdverbCount24
lyAdverbRatio0.020869565217391306
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences112
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences112
mean14.8
std12.13
cv0.819
sampleLengths
07
120
222
333
45
55
619
729
810
93
104
1120
121
138
1415
156
162
1723
1823
1928
208
217
226
2325
243
254
2611
278
2810
2933
301
311
3218
3311
344
3526
362
371
381
392
404
4117
4213
4328
4424
459
464
471
481
4923
59.52% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats10
diversityRatio0.4107142857142857
totalSentences112
uniqueOpeners46
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences76
matches(empty)
ratio0
46.32% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount33
totalSentences76
matches
0"She pressed the speaker button."
1"she said into the speaker,"
2"Her jumper was old—something she'd"
3"Her hand went still on"
4"she heard herself say stupidly"
5"He made observations and expected"
6"She had time to run"
7"She opened the door."
8"He looked exactly like he"
9"His platinum blonde hair was"
10"It was his eyes that"
11"She'd spent three years getting"
12"His accent was thicker than"
13"She stepped back anyway, and"
14"Her crescent-shaped scar itched against"
15"he said, which was him"
16"He set the cane against"
17"She echoed the word back"
18"His eyes catalogued everything—the stack"
19"He turned to face her,"
ratio0.434
19.21% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount67
totalSentences76
matches
0"The buzzer sounded at half"
1"Rory had been reading—or trying"
2"The tabby cat lifted his"
3"Eva was out somewhere with"
4"She pressed the speaker button."
5"Static crackled back at her."
6"she said into the speaker,"
7"Her jumper was old—something she'd"
8"A throat cleared."
9"That particular quality of someone"
10"Her hand went still on"
11"Ptolemy jumped from her lap,"
12"The voice belonged to Lucien"
13"The half-demon with mismatched eyes"
14"The man who'd pulled her"
15"The man who'd offered her"
16"The man she hadn't seen"
17"she heard herself say stupidly"
18"Lucien rarely asked questions."
19"He made observations and expected"
ratio0.882
65.79% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences76
matches
0"Before she could speak, Lucien's"
ratio0.013
40.82% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences42
technicalSentenceCount6
matches
0"Eva was out somewhere with her girlfriends, which meant Rory got the luxury of answering to no one and nothing except a persistent literary character who refuse…"
1"The half-demon with mismatched eyes and an ivory-handled cane who fixed things that shouldn't be fixed and knew secrets that should've stayed buried."
2"The man who'd pulled her from a situation with Evan three years ago when that particular darkness had its teeth at her throat."
3"The man who'd offered her work, then friendship, then something neither of them had bothered naming because naming it would've required them to stop whatever th…"
4"His eyes catalogued everything—the stack of books on the floor beside the sofa, the half-empty cup of tea that had probably gone cold an hour ago, the way Ptole…"
5"The cane against the bookshelf shifted slightly, as if responding to something in him that wasn't quite human."
72.37% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags19
uselessAdditionCount2
matches
0"Rory followed, her bare feet soundless on the hardwood"
1"Rory said, and her voice was steady now, which was somehow worse"
73.08% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags13
fancyCount3
fancyTags
0"he repeated (repeat)"
1"she continued (continue)"
2"She laughed (laugh)"
dialogueSentences39
tagDensity0.333
leniency0.667
rawRatio0.231
effectiveRatio0.154
76.5433%