Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTY3H2ZMVE4T2PVPAKZTA2P

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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>
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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
# Chapter Seven: The Reckoning The third deadbolt clicked open before Rory finished with the second. She'd been halfway through her tea when the knock came—not the tentative tap of a neighbour, but something deliberate. Demanding. Ptolemy had lifted his tabby head from the windowsill, ears flattened back against his skull. Cats knew. They always knew. Through the peephole: platinum blond hair, slicked back like he was still in some Marseille nightclub from a decade ago. The amber eye was the one she'd always noticed first, before she learned to fear what the black one meant. She pulled the door open all the way, because halfway measures had never worked with Lucien Moreau. "It's half eleven at night," she said. "Indeed." He stood in her hallway in that charcoal suit like he'd just stepped out of a board meeting instead of climbing three flights of stairs above a curry house. The ivory-handled cane tapped once against the worn carpet. "You've made your flat rather difficult to find. Three deadbolts suggests paranoia." "Smart paranoia." Rory kept the door open, a barrier between them. Between then and now. "How did you get this address?" "Eva." His smile didn't reach the black eye. "She seems to think I'm trustworthy." "Eva's an optimist." The hallway smelled like tumeric and old wood, the kind of smell that sank into your clothes and never quite left. Rory had never minded it until now. Now it felt like it was suffocating her. "You can't be here." "And yet, here I am." That was Lucien all over—present tense, no apologies, just facts that settled into your chest like stones. He'd shown up at her university campus once without warning. She'd watched him cross the courtyard in his tailored suits while everyone else wore hoodies and coffee-stained jumpers, and she'd known before he reached her that something had gone wrong. Something had always gone wrong with them, eventually. "I'm hanging up," she said. "You're not." He shifted his weight, and the cane bore more of his burden. "Because if you hang up, I'll stand out here and knock until those deadbolts feel less like protection and more like a cage you've built for yourself." Rory stepped back. Not an invitation, but the admission of defeat that came with knowing Lucien Moreau well enough to anticipate him. He moved through the doorway with the kind of grace that made her furious, that made her notice the limp that became more pronounced when he thought no one was watching. "The flat's small," she said. "I remember." He surveyed the room: books stacked on every available surface, Eva's research notes pinned to the walls with a chaos of red string that would've made any conspiracy theorist weep. Ptolemy glared from his windowsill, refusing even to pretend indifference. "You've adopted my paranoia. Improved upon it, even." "What do you want?" He turned to face her, and the light from the table lamp caught the heterochromia at an angle that made him look like two different people—one amber and warm, one black as a well. He'd always been two different people. That was the problem. That had always been the problem. "To know you're alive," he said. "Beyond gossip and market hearsay. I needed to see it for myself." "I'm alive." She gestured around herself like evidence. "Clearly. Thriving, even. Working for a restaurant, reading dusty books, living above a curry house. Living the dream." "Running." "Building a life." "Same thing." He moved further into the flat without being invited, his cane tapping a rhythm against the worn wooden floorboards. Tap-tap, tap-tap, like a clock counting down to something. "The Evan situation." She flinched. Eva's name in his mouth was one thing. Her ex's name was another. "How did you—" "Eva. Also paranoid, as it turns out. She wanted to ensure your safety by telling me who'd hurt you." His jaw tightened. "She was wise to worry." "Evan's in Cardiff." "Evan's not the problem anymore." He stopped in front of her bookshelf, running a finger along the spines without actually touching them. The black eye caught something in the shadows. Something knowing. "I had him removed from your consideration. Permanently." Rory's mouth went dry. "What does that mean?" "It means you don't need to sleep with three deadbolts anymore." He turned to face her, and his expression was flat, dangerous, ancient in a way that reminded her he was only half-human. "It means he'll never find you." The room felt too small. The tea she'd been drinking earlier rose in her throat, bitter and unsettling. Lucien had always operated in the spaces between legality and necessity, had always known people who could solve problems that didn't have conventional solutions. She'd loved him for that once—that sense that he could protect her from anything, that he would burn the world down if she asked nicely enough. Then she'd learned what it cost him to burn things. What it cost them both. "You can't just—people don't just get 'removed.'" She heard the tremor in her voice and hated it. "People removed from consideration remain alive, Rory. Merely separated from their options." He settled into her armchair with the careful precision of someone nursing an old wound. The cane rested against his shoulder. "Think of it as relocation. Think of it as consequences for his choices." "Your choices. You chose that." "I chose many things where you were concerned." His black eye fixed on her, and she had the unsettling sense of being truly seen—not just observed, but parsed, her fears catalogued and filed away in whatever impossible architecture his mind used for such things. "Choices that led to my cane. Choices that led to my father's attention. Choices that led to you packing your things and never looking back." Rory sank onto the edge of the sofa, her legs no longer quite reliable. "Don't do that. Don't make this about me." "Everything about this is about you." His voice had gone soft in that way it did sometimes, when he was being honest. "You were supposed to be in Paris by now. Training with my contacts. Building something. Instead, you're above a curry house reading books about the supernatural like you could understand it from paper and coffee." "I understand plenty." "You understand nothing." He leaned forward, and the cane fell away. "You understand that I'm dangerous, but not why. You understand that I hurt you, but not that every single time I did, I was terrified you'd realise I wasn't worth the cost of knowing me." The silence stretched between them like something alive. Outside, London hummed with its late-night rhythm. Inside, only the sound of Ptolemy's tail hitting the windowsill—tap-tap, tap-tap, like a clock counting down. "You nearly died," she said. The words came out hollow. "The Paris job. You came home with a gunshot wound and you told me it was nothing, and I—" "You couldn't stomach what I was." He pulled the cane back into his grip. "Fair assessment. Most people can't." "I loved you." "Past tense." Not a question. A statement he'd been building toward since he knocked on her door. "Good. That makes this easier." "Makes what easier?" He stood, moving toward her with that careful precision, and Rory found herself standing too, drawn upright by the sheer force of his presence. His hand lifted to her face, and she let him—stupid, she was so stupid—let his thumb brush across her cheekbone where tears had begun without her permission. "Lucien—" "No." His black eye was enormous now, pupil dilated, and underneath it she could see something vast and ancient and hungry stirring. His demon blood. His father's blood. The part of him that had never been quite controllable. "Love's a trap. I'm not falling back into it." He kissed her. It was not gentle. It was not an apology. It tasted like goodbye and petrol and the kind of desperation that came from being two people at war inside one body. Her hands found his chest, and she meant to push him away. Instead, she pulled him closer, and he made a sound like pain. When he broke away, his breathing was ragged. "I came here to prove I'd moved on," he said. "Instead, I find myself about to make all the same mistakes." The knock came at the door—sharp, authoritative. "Miss Carter?" A woman's voice, unfamiliar and official. "Police. We've had reports of—" Lucien's expression shifted in the space of a heartbeat. The vulnerable human face shuttered away, replaced by something cold and calculated and utterly inhuman. He looked at Rory like she was a problem to solve. "Your neighbours have excellent timing," he said. Then he moved toward the window.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags25
adverbTagCount3
adverbTags
0"The hallway smelled like [like]"
1"She gestured around [around]"
2"He moved further [further]"
dialogueSentences62
tagDensity0.403
leniency0.806
rawRatio0.12
effectiveRatio0.097
93.20% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1470
totalAiIsmAdverbs2
found
0
adverb"truly"
count1
1
adverb"utterly"
count1
highlights
0"truly"
1"utterly"
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)
79.59% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1470
totalAiIsms6
found
0
word"weight"
count1
1
word"ensure"
count1
2
word"sense of"
count1
3
word"silence"
count1
4
word"stomach"
count1
5
word"calculated"
count1
highlights
0"weight"
1"ensure"
2"sense of"
3"silence"
4"stomach"
5"calculated"
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
narrationSentences89
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount2
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences89
filterMatches
0"notice"
1"look"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences124
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen45
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1452
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
wordCount1001
uniqueNames11
maxNameDensity0.8
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
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Seven1
Reckoning1
Rory8
Marseille1
Lucien5
Moreau2
Eva2
Ptolemy3
Tap-tap1
London1
persons
0"Rory"
1"Lucien"
2"Moreau"
3"Eva"
4"Ptolemy"
5"Tap-tap"
places
0"Marseille"
1"London"
globalScore1
windowScore1
29.03% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences62
glossingSentenceCount3
matches
0"smelled like tumeric and old wood, the kin"
1"felt like it was suffocating her"
2"tasted like goodbye and petrol and the ki"
0.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches3
per1kWords2.066
wordCount1452
matches
0"not the tentative tap of a neighbour, but something deliberate"
1"Not an invitation, but the admission of defeat"
2"not just observed, but parsed, her fears catalogued"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences124
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
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mean25.03
std19.92
cv0.796
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240
340
417
57
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814
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155
1650
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3622
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4651
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100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences89
matches
0"being invited"
84.39% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount3
totalVerbs173
matches
0"was suffocating"
1"was watching"
2"was being"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount10
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences8
totalSentences124
ratio0.065
matches
0"She'd been halfway through her tea when the knock came—not the tentative tap of a neighbour, but something deliberate."
1"That was Lucien all over—present tense, no apologies, just facts that settled into your chest like stones."
2"He turned to face her, and the light from the table lamp caught the heterochromia at an angle that made him look like two different people—one amber and warm, one black as a well."
3"She'd loved him for that once—that sense that he could protect her from anything, that he would burn the world down if she asked nicely enough."
4"\"I chose many things where you were concerned.\" His black eye fixed on her, and she had the unsettling sense of being truly seen—not just observed, but parsed, her fears catalogued and filed away in whatever impossible architecture his mind used for such things."
5"Inside, only the sound of Ptolemy's tail hitting the windowsill—tap-tap, tap-tap, like a clock counting down."
6"His hand lifted to her face, and she let him—stupid, she was so stupid—let his thumb brush across her cheekbone where tears had begun without her permission."
7"The knock came at the door—sharp, authoritative."
90.30% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1018
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount52
adverbRatio0.05108055009823183
lyAdverbCount7
lyAdverbRatio0.0068762278978389
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences124
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences124
mean11.71
std9.15
cv0.782
sampleLengths
016
119
21
315
42
53
620
720
817
97
1030
119
1212
1311
144
156
168
176
1824
197
208
214
225
2317
2410
2530
268
275
2814
2927
303
3119
3231
335
3432
3510
368
374
3834
396
404
416
426
4312
448
4518
461
473
4821
499
67.20% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats10
diversityRatio0.45161290322580644
totalSentences124
uniqueOpeners56
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount3
totalSentences78
matches
0"Then she'd learned what it"
1"Instead, she pulled him closer,"
2"Then he moved toward the"
ratio0.038
35.38% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount36
totalSentences78
matches
0"She'd been halfway through her"
1"They always knew."
2"She pulled the door open"
3"He stood in her hallway"
4"His smile didn't reach the"
5"He'd shown up at her"
6"She'd watched him cross the"
7"He shifted his weight, and"
8"He moved through the doorway"
9"He surveyed the room: books"
10"He turned to face her,"
11"He'd always been two different"
12"She gestured around herself like"
13"He moved further into the"
14"Her ex's name was another."
15"His jaw tightened"
16"He stopped in front of"
17"He turned to face her,"
18"She'd loved him for that"
19"She heard the tremor in"
ratio0.462
36.92% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount66
totalSentences78
matches
0"# Chapter Seven: The Reckoning"
1"She'd been halfway through her"
2"Ptolemy had lifted his tabby"
3"They always knew."
4"The amber eye was the"
5"She pulled the door open"
6"He stood in her hallway"
7"The ivory-handled cane tapped once"
8"Rory kept the door open,"
9"His smile didn't reach the"
10"The hallway smelled like tumeric"
11"Rory had never minded it"
12"That was Lucien all over—present"
13"He'd shown up at her"
14"She'd watched him cross the"
15"Something had always gone wrong"
16"He shifted his weight, and"
17"Rory stepped back."
18"He moved through the doorway"
19"He surveyed the room: books"
ratio0.846
64.10% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences78
matches
0"Now it felt like it"
ratio0.013
23.81% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences30
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"Not an invitation, but the admission of defeat that came with knowing Lucien Moreau well enough to anticipate him."
1"He moved through the doorway with the kind of grace that made her furious, that made her notice the limp that became more pronounced when he thought no one was …"
2"He turned to face her, and the light from the table lamp caught the heterochromia at an angle that made him look like two different people—one amber and warm, o…"
3"Lucien had always operated in the spaces between legality and necessity, had always known people who could solve problems that didn't have conventional solution…"
4"Inside, only the sound of Ptolemy's tail hitting the windowsill—tap-tap, tap-tap, like a clock counting down."
45.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags25
uselessAdditionCount4
matches
0"He shifted, and the cane bore more of his burden"
1"He moved further, his cane tapping a rhythm against the worn wooden floorboards"
2"He turned, and his expression was flat, dangerous, ancient in a way that reminded her he was only half-human"
3"He leaned, and the cane fell away"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags7
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences62
tagDensity0.113
leniency0.226
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
78.2981%