Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTX5NBN37F78TH31V938HXR

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Duration:
16.7s
Cost:
$0.008310
Provider:
Google AI Studio

Model input

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
"I'm not buying whatever you're selling, Silas, so take the kegs back downstairs." The third deadbolt groaned as I yanked the door open. My shoulder was already braced to block a persistent landlord, but the air in the hallway didn't smell like stale lager and Benson & Hedges. It smelled of expensive sandalwood, ozone, and something sharp that tasted like a coming storm. Lucien Moreau stood in the dim corridor of the Brick Lane tenement, his ivory-handled cane planted firmly against the warped floorboards. He looked entirely too polished for a Tuesday night in East End, clad in a charcoal suit that probably cost more than the curry house downstairs made in a month. His heterochromatic eyes—one honey-bright amber, the other a void of pure black—tracked the movement of my hand as I instinctively clutched the doorframe. "No kegs, Aurora. Only a debt." "I don't owe you anything. We settled that in Marseille." "Did we? I recall a hasty departure and a missing grimoire." He didn't wait for an invitation. He stepped forward, the silver tip of his cane clicking rhythmically against the linoleum. I had to choose between being trampled or retreating, so I backed into the cramped main room of Eva's flat. Ptolemy, the ginger tabby, hissed from his perch atop a stack of 16th-century scrolls before vanishing behind a wall of leather-bound books. The flat was a labyrinth of history, every surface drowning in Eva’s research notes. We’d lived here for six months, hiding in the scent of turmeric from the restaurant below and the dust of dead languages. Lucien’s presence made the ceiling feel lower, his aura pressing against the walls until the shadows in the corners seemed to stretch and lean toward him. "You look thin," he remarked, his gaze sweeping over my oversized jumper and the black hair I’d hastily tied back with a rubber band. "The Golden Empress is not feeding its best delivery driver?" "I'm exactly the right size for someone who doesn't want to be found. How did you get past the street door?" "The lock was... sentimental. It put up a brave fight." He turned back to the door and engaged all three deadbolts with a series of metallic thuds. The finality of the sound made my pulse spike. I felt the crescent-shaped scar on my wrist tingle, a phantom itch from a life I thought I’d buried. "What do you want, Luc? I have a shift in twenty minutes." "Cancel it. Or don't. The men waiting in the black Audi at the end of the lane will likely ensure your delivery is late anyway." "What men?" "The ones who don't care about your cool head or your intelligence, Aurora. The ones who only want the girl who ran away with a piece of Avaros in her pocket." I walked to the window, peeling back a corner of the tattered curtain. A sleek car sat idling near the corner shop, its headlights off, a predator in the London gloom. My stomach dropped. I’d been careful. I’d used the name Laila. I’d stayed off the ley lines. "I didn't steal it," I whispered, my back to him. "It belongs to no one." "In my world, belonging is a matter of grip. And yours is slipping." Lucien moved with a predator’s grace, appearing at my shoulder before I heard his step. The heat radiating from him was unnatural, a reminder of the demon blood that ran through his veins. He smelled like a memory I had tried to drown in cheap gin—of a balcony in France and a kiss that had felt like a surrender. He reached out, his gloved fingers hovering near my jaw before he caught himself. The ivory handle of his cane was the only thing he allowed himself to touch. "You left me in that cellar." "You were busy killing four hunters. I figured you had the situation under control." "I was busy ensuring you reached the docks. There is a difference." "Is there? You’re an information broker, Luc. Everything is a transaction. I was the asset, the grimoire was the prize. I just skipped the part where you handed me over to the highest bidder." He leaned in, the amber eye glowing with a low, dangerous light. "I have never sold a soul I intended to keep." The air in the flat became thick, the oxygen seemingly sucked out by the sheer intensity of his stare. I could hear the muffled thumping of bass from Silas’ bar downstairs, a heartbeat that didn't match the frantic rhythm in my chest. "Why now?" I asked, my voice cracking. "It’s been months." "Because Evan found your trail." The name hit me like a physical blow. The air in the room grew cold, the scent of sandalwood replaced by the metallic tang of fear. My ex didn't just have a temper; he had connections to things that didn't stay dead. "He's in London?" "He's at the Golden Empress, Aurora. Or he will be, once he finishes questioning your employer." I lunged for my jacket, a battered denim thing thrown over a chair, but Lucien’s cane blocked my path, pinning the fabric to the seat. "Let me go. I have to warn Yu-Fei." "She’s already gone. I moved her an hour ago. I am not an amateur, even if you insist on acting like one." I stopped, my breath coming in short, jagged bursts. "You moved her? Where?" "Somewhere safe. Somewhere you are going, as well." "I'm not going anywhere with you. Last time, I ended up with a knife at my throat and you holding the hilt." "To keep the other blade from your heart." He stepped closer, domesticating the space between us until I was pressed against the shelf of Eva’s scrolls. A jar of ink tipped over, the dark liquid weeping across a translation of Sumerian verse. "You are the most frustrating woman I have ever encountered. Intelligent enough to rewrite ancient wards, yet foolish enough to think a deadbolt can stop a vengeful warlock." "I'm not foolish. I'm tired, Luc. I just wanted a normal life. I wanted to deliver noodles and read books and not worry about which realm is trying to bleed into the M25." "A pity. You were never meant for 'normal'." His hand finally made contact, his thumb tracing the line of my jaw. His skin was fire against my chill. I should have pushed him away. I should have grabbed the kitchen knife hidden in the hollowed-out copy of *The Republic* on the third shelf. Instead, I leaned into the touch, a traitorous part of me seeking the strength I knew he possessed. "Why are you really here?" I searched his face, looking for the lie. "It’s not just the debt. You could have sent one of your fixers to kidnap me." "My fixers have a tendency to be clumsy with delicate things." His voice dropped to a low, gravelly hum. "And I found I didn't care for the silence of my study without your constant, sharp-tongued interruptions." "You missed me." "I missed the challenge." The black eye—the demon side—seemed to swallow the light of the room. He leaned down, his forehead resting against mine. For a second, the danger outside the flat didn't matter. The Audi, the hunters, the shadow of Evan—it all faded into the heat of Lucien’s breath on my lips. "We have exactly three minutes before they decide the front door is an unnecessary obstacle," he murmured. "Then we should probably leave." "In a moment." He bridged the gap, his mouth crashing against mine with a desperation that bypassed any pretense of elegance. It was a dark, bruising kiss, tasting of secrets and the sharp edge of a blade. My hands found the lapels of his charcoal suit, bunching the expensive wool as I pulled him closer. It wasn't a reunion; it was a collision. Ptolemy let out a sharp yowl from the bedroom. The sound of shattering wood erupted from the hallway. The street door hadn't held. Heavy boots thundered up the narrow stairs, the rhythmic vibration shaking the floorboards beneath us. Lucien pulled back, his face a mask of cold Highland steel. He didn't look startled; he looked ready. He adjusted his cufflink with a flick of his wrist and gripped his cane, the ivory handle clicking as the concealed blade within shifted. "Stay behind me, Aurora." "I'm not a shield, Lucien." "No," he said, turning toward the door as the first splintering blow hit the wood. "You're the prize. I'm the one who ensures nobody else gets to hold it." The door frame groaned, the top hinge screaming as it tore free from the plaster. I grabbed a heavy iron candlestick from the mantel, my fingers locking around the cold metal. "If we die here, I'm never forgiving you for Marseille," I snapped. Lucien smiled, a flash of white teeth that looked far too much like a threat. "Duly noted. Try not to get blood on my suit." The door exploded inward.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags10
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences49
tagDensity0.204
leniency0.408
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
96.71% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1519
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"really"
count1
highlights
0"really"
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)
50.63% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1519
totalAiIsms15
found
0
word"firmly"
count1
1
word"pulse"
count1
2
word"ensure"
count1
3
word"predator"
count2
4
word"gloom"
count1
5
word"stomach"
count1
6
word"reminder"
count1
7
word"ensuring"
count1
8
word"intensity"
count1
9
word"tracing"
count1
10
word"chill"
count1
11
word"silence"
count1
12
word"thundered"
count1
13
word"rhythmic"
count1
highlights
0"firmly"
1"pulse"
2"ensure"
3"predator"
4"gloom"
5"stomach"
6"reminder"
7"ensuring"
8"intensity"
9"tracing"
10"chill"
11"silence"
12"thundered"
13"rhythmic"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"stomach dropped/sank"
count1
highlights
0"stomach dropped"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences69
matches(empty)
60.04% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount3
narrationSentences69
filterMatches
0"feel"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
1"tried to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences109
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen34
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans1
markdownWords2
totalWords1506
ratio0.001
matches
0"The Republic"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions10
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions25
wordCount947
uniqueNames17
maxNameDensity0.74
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Benson1
Hedges1
Moreau1
Brick1
Lane1
Tuesday1
East1
End1
Eva3
London1
Laila1
Lucien7
France1
Sumerian1
Audi1
Evan1
Highland1
persons
0"Moreau"
1"Eva"
2"Laila"
3"Lucien"
4"Evan"
places
0"Brick"
1"Lane"
2"East"
3"End"
4"London"
5"France"
6"Highland"
globalScore1
windowScore1
27.05% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences61
glossingSentenceCount3
matches
0"tasted like a coming storm"
1"smelled like a memory I had tried to drown"
2"felt like a surrender"
3"ck, the oxygen seemingly sucked out by the s"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1506
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences109
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs61
mean24.69
std19.43
cv0.787
sampleLengths
013
150
274
36
410
511
662
762
834
921
1010
1145
1212
1325
142
1531
1648
1715
1813
1959
2029
216
2214
2312
2434
2522
2642
2710
285
2942
303
3116
3225
338
3422
3513
368
3722
3870
3933
408
4163
4229
4336
443
454
4649
4717
485
493
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences69
matches
0"being trampled"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs144
matches(empty)
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount6
semicolonCount3
flaggedSentences7
totalSentences109
ratio0.064
matches
0"His heterochromatic eyes—one honey-bright amber, the other a void of pure black—tracked the movement of my hand as I instinctively clutched the doorframe."
1"He smelled like a memory I had tried to drown in cheap gin—of a balcony in France and a kiss that had felt like a surrender."
2"My ex didn't just have a temper; he had connections to things that didn't stay dead."
3"The black eye—the demon side—seemed to swallow the light of the room."
4"The Audi, the hunters, the shadow of Evan—it all faded into the heat of Lucien’s breath on my lips."
5"It wasn't a reunion; it was a collision."
6"He didn't look startled; he looked ready."
99.57% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount741
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount30
adverbRatio0.04048582995951417
lyAdverbCount11
lyAdverbRatio0.014844804318488529
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences109
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences109
mean13.82
std7.44
cv0.539
sampleLengths
013
110
225
315
421
530
623
76
810
911
106
1114
1220
1322
1414
1522
1626
1724
1810
1921
2010
2117
229
2319
2412
2525
262
2731
2813
2918
303
313
325
336
3410
355
3613
3715
3818
3926
4014
4115
426
4314
4412
4534
4612
4710
4819
4923
38.99% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats12
diversityRatio0.28440366972477066
totalSentences109
uniqueOpeners31
49.75% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences67
matches
0"Instead, I leaned into the"
ratio0.015
0.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount41
totalSentences67
matches
0"My shoulder was already braced"
1"It smelled of expensive sandalwood,"
2"He looked entirely too polished"
3"His heterochromatic eyes—one honey-bright amber,"
4"He didn't wait for an"
5"He stepped forward, the silver"
6"I had to choose between"
7"We’d lived here for six"
8"he remarked, his gaze sweeping"
9"He turned back to the"
10"I felt the crescent-shaped scar"
11"I walked to the window,"
12"My stomach dropped."
13"I’d been careful."
14"I’d used the name Laila."
15"I’d stayed off the ley"
16"I whispered, my back to"
17"He smelled like a memory"
18"He reached out, his gloved"
19"He leaned in, the amber"
ratio0.612
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount64
totalSentences67
matches
0"The third deadbolt groaned as"
1"My shoulder was already braced"
2"It smelled of expensive sandalwood,"
3"Lucien Moreau stood in the"
4"He looked entirely too polished"
5"His heterochromatic eyes—one honey-bright amber,"
6"He didn't wait for an"
7"He stepped forward, the silver"
8"I had to choose between"
9"Ptolemy, the ginger tabby, hissed"
10"The flat was a labyrinth"
11"We’d lived here for six"
12"Lucien’s presence made the ceiling"
13"he remarked, his gaze sweeping"
14"He turned back to the"
15"The finality of the sound"
16"I felt the crescent-shaped scar"
17"I walked to the window,"
18"A sleek car sat idling"
19"My stomach dropped."
ratio0.955
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences67
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences42
technicalSentenceCount1
matches
0"He bridged the gap, his mouth crashing against mine with a desperation that bypassed any pretense of elegance."
75.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags10
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"I asked, my voice cracking"
88.78% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags5
fancyCount3
fancyTags
0"I whispered (whisper)"
1"he murmured (murmur)"
2"I snapped (snap)"
dialogueSentences49
tagDensity0.102
leniency0.204
rawRatio0.6
effectiveRatio0.122
76.2172%