Run: 2026-02-19-01KHT0EG2YANJ74E518RFANSBH

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Duration:
1m 15s
Cost:
$0.003722
Provider:
Minimax

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

Model response

AI
The knock came at half past eleven, sharp and impatient, three raps that rattled the frame of Silas' back door. Rory wiped her hands on a tea towel, brain already running through possibilities. Late delivery? Wrong flat? Some drunk stumbling up the service stairs? She unlocked the three deadbolts, an automatic motion after months of Eva's paranoid routine ingrained into her muscle memory. The door swung inward, and the tea towel slipped from her fingers. Lucien stood in the dimly lit stairwell, silhouetted against the yellow glow of the landing light. His platinum hair caught the illumination like spun silver. The ivory handle of his cane gleamed where his fingers wrapped around it, deliberate, steady. That impossible gaze met hers — one amber eye warm despite its unnatural colour, the other black as the Avaros realm itself. Not a word. Not yet. Her heart performed some complicated acrobatics in her chest, caught between the urge to slam the door and the stronger, stupider urge to stare. Six months. Six months of nothing, not a single message after he'd vanished from her life like smoke through a cracked window, and now here he stood on her doorstep as though he'd simply popped out for cigarettes and returned an hour later. "You're not Eva," she heard herself say. Stupid. Utterly stupid. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, though it didn't quite reach those mismatched eyes. "Observational skills as sharp as ever, I see." "What do you want, Lucien?" The name felt strange in her mouth, familiar and foreign simultaneously. She'd thought it so many times in the weeks after he'd disappeared, turned it over like a stone in her palm, examined it for hidden meanings she'd missed. "We need to talk." "We talked. Last time I checked, that conversation ended with you walking out." She crossed her arms, anchoring herself. "Rather dramatically, I might add. You nearly took out a lamp with your cane." "That lamp was obscene. A crime against interior design." "It was a lava lamp." "A vulgar addition to any respectable establishment." He tilted his head, studying her with that same unnerving focus she'd never been able to shake. "May I come in?" The question hung between them, weighted with implication. This was the threshold she'dCrossed so many times before, inviting him into her space, her life, her bed. Each time she'd told herself it was temporary, casual, nothing that couldn't be easily unpicked. Each time she'd been lying. "It's late." "It's half eleven." "Which makes it late." His jaw tightened almost imperceptibly. "Rory." Something in his voice cracked through her carefully constructed composure. Not desperation exactly, but close. Vulnerable, in the way only Lucien ever managed to make her feel — stripped bare by a single syllable. She stepped aside. The flat revealed itself in pieces as he moved past her: the cramped living area cluttered with boxes she'd yet to unpack, the kitchenette where two mugs sat unwashed in the sink, the small tabby cat — Ptolemy, Eva's creature, temporarily in her care — watching from the armchair with the lazy disdain only felines could muster. "You live above a curry house now." He said it like he was filing information away, cataloguing the details of her life in his meticulous mental database. "I work for one. Delivery driver." She closed the door, but didn't lock it. Old habit. Or perhaps new hope, buried so deep she refused to acknowledge its existence. "The flat came with the job." "Yu-Fei Cheung's?" "You know her?" "I know everyone." He turned to face her, and the relative darkness of the flat seemed to make his eyes more pronounced, that strange duality more unsettling. "I also know she's ex-triads, runs a protection racket disguised as a restaurant empire, and has ties to at least three supernatural courts." Rory laughed before she could stop herself. "Of course you do." "Does that surprise you?" "Nothing about you surprises me anymore." The silence stretched between them, thick with unspoken accusations and older, more dangerous things. Memories surfaced unbidden: his mouth against her throat, his hands mapping the landscape of her body, the way he'd made her feel less broken after Evan, then proceeded to break her in entirely different ways. "You left," she said. The words came out steadier than she expected. "No note. No call. I woke up and you'd taken your ridiculous cane and your even more ridiculous coat and that bloody expensive cologne, and that was it. Done. Over." "I had to." "You had to." She repeated the words flatly, tasting their inadequacy. "That's your explanation? You had to?" "Something's coming." His voice dropped, urgent now. "Something I involved you in by virtue of knowing you, and I need you to understand why I left wasn't because—" He stopped. Started again. "It wasn't because I wanted to." "Then why?" He moved closer, and she found herself rooted to the spot, caught in the gravitational pull she'd spent months trying to escape. The scent of him invaded her senses — sandalwood and something darker underneath, the trace of Avaros that clung to half-demons like a second skin. "Because I was trying to keep you alive." The words landed like stones in still water, ripples spreading through the silence. "Come again?" He reached into his jacket, and she tensed automatically — old instincts from the Evan years, the flinch reflex that never quite went away. But all he withdrew was a photograph, creased and worn at the edges, which he held out to her. She took it. Studied it. The image showed a man she didn't recognise, heavyset and brutal-looking, flanked by two women with empty eyes and too-sharp teeth. They stood outside a building she didn't know, but the logo on the window was unmistakable: Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress, the very restaurant where she'd delivered a hundred spring rolls and satiate noodles. "Irving Vane," Lucien said. "Demon collector. Runs a side business in trafficking supernatural beings for the highest bidder. He knew about you — about us. The only way to protect you was to make him think you'd been discarded." "Discarded." The word tasted sour. "A useful fiction." "And you couldn't have told me? Explained? Given me some indication that you weren't just another man who thought I was worth dumping at three in the morning?" Something flickered across his face — guilt, maybe, or the half-demon equivalent. "I tried. Came to your flat three times. Saw you through the window, laughing with that woman from the bookshop — the one with the terrible taste in scarves—" "Bea." "Bea." He said her name like he was filing it away. "You looked happy. Free. Like you'd already moved on, and I thought..." "You thought you'd spare yourself the awkward conversation." "I thought I'd spare you the danger." Rory stared at him, the photograph crumpled slightly in her grip. Six months of hurt, of second-guessing every moment they'd shared, every whispered confession in the dark, and this was what he offered her. A noble reason. A protective gesture dressed up as abandonment. "You absolute idiot." His eyebrows rose. "I beg your pardon?" "You arrogant, self-sacrificing, catastrophically stupid—" She closed the distance between them, grabbed fistfuls of his expensive charcoal jacket, and kissed him. It was nothing like she remembered. Or rather, it was exactly like she remembered, which was the problem — his mouth moving against hers, his hands settling on her waist with careful precision, the way he tasted like dark chocolate and foreign lands. Familiar. Addictive. Devastating. When she pulled back, his eyes had darkened, the amber almost swallowed by black. "That was—" he started. "Shut up." "This changes nothing. He's still out there, and until—" "I said shut up." She kissed him again, harder this time, something between fury and need driving her. His cane clattered to the floor as his hands pulled her closer, and somewhere in the back of her mind she registered that Ptolemy had fled the room in dignified protest, but none of that mattered because Lucien was here, Lucien was real, and whatever came next could wait. It couldn't, of course. She knew that. The photograph was still clutched in her hand, a reminder that her new life was as entangled with the supernatural as her old one had been, that there were no clean breaks, no easy endings. But for now, in this cramped flat above a curry house, with the smell of sandalwood and the taste of something darker on her tongue, Rory decided some conversations could wait until morning. The deadbolts stayed unlocked.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags15
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences53
tagDensity0.283
leniency0.566
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
86.03% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1432
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"utterly"
count1
1
adverb"carefully"
count1
2
adverb"very"
count1
3
adverb"slightly"
count1
highlights
0"utterly"
1"carefully"
2"very"
3"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)
65.08% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1432
totalAiIsms10
found
0
word"familiar"
count2
1
word"implication"
count1
2
word"constructed"
count1
3
word"database"
count1
4
word"silence"
count2
5
word"unspoken"
count1
6
word"flickered"
count1
7
word"reminder"
count1
highlights
0"familiar"
1"implication"
2"constructed"
3"database"
4"silence"
5"unspoken"
6"flickered"
7"reminder"
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
narrationSentences81
matches(empty)
72.31% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount2
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences81
filterMatches
0"feel "
1"feel"
hedgeMatches
0"managed to"
1"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences120
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen55
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1434
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions14
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions26
wordCount1044
uniqueNames13
maxNameDensity0.48
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity1
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Rory4
Eva2
Avaros2
Stupid1
Lucien5
Ptolemy2
Old1
Evan2
Yu-Fei1
Cheung1
Golden1
Empress1
Six3
persons
0"Rory"
1"Eva"
2"Lucien"
3"Ptolemy"
4"Evan"
5"Cheung"
places(empty)
globalScore1
windowScore1
2.94% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences51
glossingSentenceCount3
matches
0"quite reach those mismatched eyes"
1"tasted like dark chocolate and foreign la"
2"something between fury and need driving her"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.697
wordCount1434
matches
0"Not desperation exactly, but close"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences120
matches
0"registered that Ptolemy"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs68
mean21.09
std19.17
cv0.909
sampleLengths
020
124
231
362
45
567
610
725
85
939
104
1133
129
135
1428
1546
162
173
184
196
2034
213
2257
2327
2435
252
263
2750
2811
294
306
3149
3242
333
3417
3528
364
376
382
3947
408
4113
422
4343
4459
4539
465
473
4828
4941
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences81
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs176
matches
0"was filing"
1"was filing"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount8
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences7
totalSentences120
ratio0.058
matches
0"That impossible gaze met hers — one amber eye warm despite its unnatural colour, the other black as the Avaros realm itself."
1"Vulnerable, in the way only Lucien ever managed to make her feel — stripped bare by a single syllable."
2"The flat revealed itself in pieces as he moved past her: the cramped living area cluttered with boxes she'd yet to unpack, the kitchenette where two mugs sat unwashed in the sink, the small tabby cat — Ptolemy, Eva's creature, temporarily in her care — watching from the armchair with the lazy disdain only felines could muster."
3"The scent of him invaded her senses — sandalwood and something darker underneath, the trace of Avaros that clung to half-demons like a second skin."
4"He reached into his jacket, and she tensed automatically — old instincts from the Evan years, the flinch reflex that never quite went away."
5"Something flickered across his face — guilt, maybe, or the half-demon equivalent."
6"Or rather, it was exactly like she remembered, which was the problem — his mouth moving against hers, his hands settling on her waist with careful precision, the way he tasted like dark chocolate and foreign lands."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount302
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount11
adverbRatio0.03642384105960265
lyAdverbCount4
lyAdverbRatio0.013245033112582781
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences120
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences120
mean11.95
std11.21
cv0.938
sampleLengths
020
113
22
32
47
519
612
716
89
915
1022
113
122
1324
142
1541
167
171
182
1917
208
215
2211
2328
244
2519
2614
279
285
2924
304
318
3218
3315
345
352
363
374
385
391
4010
415
4219
433
4457
4527
4614
472
4813
496
66.67% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats10
diversityRatio0.45
totalSentences120
uniqueOpeners54
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences65
matches(empty)
ratio0
60.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount26
totalSentences65
matches
0"She unlocked the three deadbolts,"
1"His platinum hair caught the"
2"Her heart performed some complicated"
3"she heard herself say"
4"She'd thought it so many"
5"She crossed her arms, anchoring"
6"He tilted his head, studying"
7"His jaw tightened almost imperceptibly."
8"She stepped aside."
9"He said it like he"
10"She closed the door, but"
11"He turned to face her,"
12"She repeated the words flatly,"
13"His voice dropped, urgent now"
14"He moved closer, and she"
15"He reached into his jacket,"
16"She took it."
17"They stood outside a building"
18"He said her name like"
19"His eyebrows rose."
ratio0.4
36.92% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount55
totalSentences65
matches
0"The knock came at half"
1"Rory wiped her hands on"
2"Some drunk stumbling up the"
3"She unlocked the three deadbolts,"
4"The door swung inward, and"
5"Lucien stood in the dimly"
6"His platinum hair caught the"
7"The ivory handle of his"
8"That impossible gaze met hers"
9"Her heart performed some complicated"
10"she heard herself say"
11"A smile tugged at the"
12"The name felt strange in"
13"She'd thought it so many"
14"She crossed her arms, anchoring"
15"He tilted his head, studying"
16"The question hung between them,"
17"This was the threshold she'dCrossed"
18"Each time she'd told herself"
19"Each time she'd been lying."
ratio0.846
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences65
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences35
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"Six months of nothing, not a single message after he'd vanished from her life like smoke through a cracked window, and now here he stood on her doorstep as thou…"
1"The scent of him invaded her senses — sandalwood and something darker underneath, the trace of Avaros that clung to half-demons like a second skin."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags15
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags5
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"She repeated (repeat)"
dialogueSentences53
tagDensity0.094
leniency0.189
rawRatio0.2
effectiveRatio0.038
79.6653%