Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTY67QZ86GPHSKDD91WW3AS

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2m 28s
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You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Romance genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4415" name="Lucien Moreau" aliases="Lucien, Luc, the Frenchman" pronouns="he/him" species="Half-Demon" storyRole="Ally"> <eyeColor>heterochromatic — one amber, one black</eyeColor> <hair>slicked-back platinum blond</hair> <height>5'11"</height> <age>32</age> <cane>ivory-handled cane that conceals a thin blade</cane> <dress>tailored charcoal suits</dress> <description>An impeccably dressed fixer and information broker in London's supernatural underworld. He speaks four languages fluently.</description> <backstory>Born in Marseille to a human mother and a demon father from the realm of Avaros.</backstory> </character> <location id="858" name="Eva's Flat" aliases="Eva's place, the flat on Brick Lane" realm="Earth"> <cat>tabby cat named Ptolemy</cat> <security>three deadbolts on the front door</security> <description>A cramped one-bedroom flat above a curry house on Brick Lane, East London. Every surface is covered with books, scrolls, and research notes.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the romance genre. Two people who parted on complicated terms are forced together again when one shows up unannounced at the other's flat. There's history between them — attraction, hurt, and things left unsaid. Write the scene from the moment the door opens. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The third deadbolt gave way with a loud, reluctant thunk. Rory pulled the door open, a sheaf of cheap takeaway menus clutched in one hand, ready to deliver her standard, "No, thank you," to the latest delivery driver Eva had somehow pissed off. It wasn’t a driver. Lucien Moreau filled the cramped doorway, the dim light from the stairwell casting his sharp features into stark relief. He looked like a piece of a different world had broken off and landed on Eva’s threadbare welcome mat. His charcoal suit was immaculate, not a wrinkle or a speck of Brick Lane’s eternal curry-fug on it. The platinum of his slicked-back hair gleamed against the peeling paint of the doorframe. One amber eye, one black, fixed on her. He leaned lightly on his ivory-handled cane. “Aurora,” he said. His voice was low, smooth as aged brandy. It hadn’t changed. Her own voice felt lodged somewhere behind her ribs. “Lucien.” Fourteen months. Fourteen months of London rain and dodgy deliveries and the quiet, stubborn work of building a life that didn’t include him. Fourteen months of pretending the memory of his mouth on hers was just a fever dream from a bad winter. She’d managed to avoid the places he frequented, the circles he moved in. She’d almost convinced herself she’d imagined the electric charge that used to snap between them. Seeing him now was like touching a live wire with a wet hand. “This is a surprise.” She didn’t move from the doorway. “Eva is a difficult woman to find. You, however, are notoriously predictable.” A ghost of a smile touched his lips. It didn’t reach his heterochromatic eyes. “May I come in? Or shall we conduct our business in the hall? I’m sure the neighbours would appreciate the entertainment.” Rory glanced over her shoulder. Eva’s flat was a bombsite of academia. Books and scrolls formed precarious towers on every surface. Ptolemy the tabby watched from atop a teetering pile of leather-bound grimoires, his tail twitching. Letting Lucien into this chaotic, personal space felt like a surrender. But leaving him in the hall felt like fear. She stepped back, wordlessly. He moved past her with a whisper of expensive wool. He didn’t look around at the mess, his gaze instead sweeping the room with a detached, analytical efficiency, as if assessing exits, vulnerabilities, strategic advantages. He stopped by the small table cluttered with Eva’s notes, his gloved fingers brushing a diagram of a celestial alignment. “Still chasing phantoms, I see.” “She’s chasing her doctorate. You’re the one who deals in phantoms.” Rory closed the door, engaging all three deadbolts with a series of decisive clicks. The sound felt final. “What do you want, Lucien?” “Direct.” He turned to face her, leaning both hands on the head of his cane. “A trait I always admired. It saves so much time.” “I don’t have time. I’m working.” “For Yu-Fei Cheung. I know. The Golden Empress’s most reliable part-time delivery person. A curious career pivot from pre-law.” The casual mention of her employer, the dismissal of her work—it was classic Lucien. He collected information the way other people collected stamps. It was his currency, his weapon. He’d always known too much. “It pays the rent. Unlike your line of work, which tends to get people killed.” The words came out sharper than she intended, laced with an old bitterness. His amber eye narrowed a fraction. The black one remained an unreadable void. “People get themselves killed, Aurora. I merely provide the… introductions. The tools. The information.” “Semantics.” “The foundation of all law, I’m told.” He took a slow step closer. The faint scent of his cologne—sandalwood and something colder, like frost on stone—wrapped around her. “How is Cardiff?” A direct hit. She crossed her arms over her chest, the fabric of her worn jumper suddenly feeling thin. “I don’t live in Cardiff.” “No. You live above a bar owned by a man named Silas. You left Cardiff, and a certain Evan, at considerable speed. You came here, to your childhood friend, with one bag and that.” He gestured with his chin towards the small crescent scar on her left wrist, just visible below her sleeve. “A memento.” Her skin prickled. He’d done his homework. Of course he had. “Why are you here, Lucien? It’s not to discuss my personal history or my landlord.” He was quiet for a moment, his gaze intense, travelling over her face as if re-memorising its lines. She saw him note the shadows under her eyes, the new tension in her jaw. She held herself still, refusing to look away. “Eva,” he said finally, the name dropping between them like a stone. “She has been asking questions in the wrong corners. Concerning a particular artefact. A ledger, to be precise.” Rory’s stomach tightened. Eva’s current research was a tangled web of London’s occult black market, a subject she found fascinating and Rory found terrifying. “Eva asks questions. It’s what she does. She’s an academic.” “She is a dilettante playing with live grenades. The ledger she seeks isn’t a historical curiosity. It is a current, active account book for a consortium of entities who do not appreciate auditors.” He took another step, closing the distance. Now she had to tilt her head back slightly to maintain eye contact. “They know she’s been sniffing around. They know she lives here, on Brick Lane. And they know,” he said, his voice dropping to a murmur that vibrated in her bones, “that her closest friend is a woman who once had certain… connections. To me.” The implication hung in the air, thick and toxic. They’d use her to get to Eva. Or use Eva to get to her. It was all the same in the shadowy economy Lucien brokered. “You’re warning me.” It wasn’t a question. “I am informing you. There is a difference.” His gloved hand lifted, as if to touch her cheek, then paused, hovering in the space between them. He let it fall back to the cane. “You left. You made it clear you wanted no part of my world.” “I wanted no part of *you*.” The lie tasted like ash. She’d wanted every part of him, once. It was the cost that had been too high. Something flickered in his eyes—a flash of genuine emotion she couldn’t quite name. Hurt? Anger? It was gone before she could pin it down, replaced by his usual polished mask. “And yet, my world has come knocking at your door. Uninvited.” Ptolemy let out a low growl from his book fortress. “What do you suggest I do?” The question felt like a defeat. “You have two options. You can convince Eva to abandon her inquiry. Immediately and completely. Burn her notes. Pretend it was a passing fancy.” “And the second option?” “The second option,” Lucien said, his voice now devoid of all warmth, “involves me.” Silence stretched between them, broken only by the distant hum of traffic and the frantic beating of her own heart. The air in the tiny flat felt charged, heavy with everything they hadn’t said for over a year. The memory of his hands on her skin. The sharp words of their final argument. The way he’d looked at her the night she walked out—not with anger, but with a cold, devastating understanding. “Why?” The word slipped out, raw and unguarded. “Why would you help? After everything?” For a long moment, he didn’t answer. He studied her face, his gaze tracing the line of her brow, the curve of her lip. When he spoke, his voice was so soft she almost didn’t hear it. “Because you once looked at me as if I were a man, and not a monster.” He straightened, the moment of vulnerability shuttering closed. “And because the things that want that ledger would make what your Evan did look like a lover’s quarrel.” A cold shock ran through her. He’d done it again—used a piece of her past like a scalpel. Before she could react, he turned and walked to the door, his cane tapping a soft rhythm on the floorboards. He paused, his hand on the last deadbolt. “The offer stands for forty-eight hours. After that, I cannot guarantee their curiosity won’t become… acquisitive.” “And if I choose your option? Your help?” She heard the tremble in her own voice and hated it. He glanced back, his profile sharp against the dull wood of the door. “Then you see me again. You let me back in. All the way in. There are no half-measures in this, Aurora. You know that.” He didn’t wait for a reply. He slid the bolts open with silent efficiency and was gone, closing the door behind him with a soft, definitive click. Rory stood frozen in the centre of the chaotic room, the ghost of his scent still clinging to the air. Ptolemy leapt down from his perch and wound himself around her ankles, purring. She looked at the closed door, then at Eva’s frantic notes scattered across the table. The symbols, the names, the references to things that slithered in the dark. Lucien’s world. He’d thrown her a line, knowing it was wrapped in barbed wire. Take it, and she let the darkness back in. Refuse it, and she might be serving her best friend to that same darkness on a platter. Her phone buzzed in her pocket. A text from Eva: *Found a new lead! Meeting a source at the British Library archives tomorrow. This is it, Rory!* Rory stared at the screen, her bright blue eyes wide in the dim light of the flat. The crescent scar on her wrist seemed to pulse with a dull, familiar ache.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
60.47% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags19
adverbTagCount3
adverbTags
0"he said finally [finally]"
1"The lie tasted like [like]"
2"The question felt like [like]"
dialogueSentences43
tagDensity0.442
leniency0.884
rawRatio0.158
effectiveRatio0.14
87.75% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1632
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"lightly"
count1
1
adverb"suddenly"
count1
2
adverb"slightly"
count1
3
adverb"completely"
count1
highlights
0"lightly"
1"suddenly"
2"slightly"
3"completely"
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)
38.73% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1632
totalAiIsms20
found
0
word"standard"
count1
1
word"stark"
count1
2
word"electric"
count1
3
word"predictable"
count1
4
word"chaotic"
count2
5
word"whisper"
count1
6
word"unreadable"
count1
7
word"tension"
count1
8
word"stomach"
count1
9
word"fascinating"
count1
10
word"vibrated"
count1
11
word"implication"
count1
12
word"flickered"
count1
13
word"warmth"
count1
14
word"silence"
count1
15
word"charged"
count1
16
word"tracing"
count1
17
word"pulse"
count1
18
word"familiar"
count1
highlights
0"standard"
1"stark"
2"electric"
3"predictable"
4"chaotic"
5"whisper"
6"unreadable"
7"tension"
8"stomach"
9"fascinating"
10"vibrated"
11"implication"
12"flickered"
13"warmth"
14"silence"
15"charged"
16"tracing"
17"pulse"
18"familiar"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"hung in the air"
count1
highlights
0"hung in the air"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences108
matches
0"t with anger"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences108
filterMatches(empty)
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)
analyzedSentences131
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen53
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans2
markdownWords18
totalWords1619
ratio0.011
matches
0"you"
1"Found a new lead! Meeting a source at the British Library archives tomorrow. This is it, Rory!"
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
totalMentions37
wordCount1161
uniqueNames12
maxNameDensity0.78
worstName"Eva"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Eva"
discoveredNames
Eva9
Moreau1
Brick1
Lane1
London2
Lucien6
Rory8
Silence1
British1
Library1
Fourteen3
Ptolemy3
persons
0"Eva"
1"Moreau"
2"Lucien"
3"Rory"
4"Silence"
5"Ptolemy"
places
0"Brick"
1"Lane"
2"London"
3"British"
4"Library"
globalScore1
windowScore1
0.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences89
glossingSentenceCount7
matches
0"looked like a piece of a different world"
1"felt like a surrender"
2"felt like fear"
3"as if assessing exits, vulnerabilities, strategic advantages"
4"as if re-memorising its lines"
5"quite name"
6"felt like a defeat"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.618
wordCount1619
matches
0"not with anger, but with a cold, devastating understanding"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences131
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs55
mean29.44
std20.44
cv0.694
sampleLengths
043
14
285
314
410
571
613
710
847
956
104
1155
125
1334
1425
156
1619
1734
1828
1927
201
2131
2224
2355
2426
2541
2630
2734
2897
2934
307
3147
3227
3341
3410
3512
3624
374
3814
3972
4014
4137
4243
4318
4428
4516
4619
4737
4827
4933
95.52% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount3
totalSentences108
matches
0"was gone"
1"was gone"
2"was wrapped"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs184
matches(empty)
33.81% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount6
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences5
totalSentences131
ratio0.038
matches
0"The casual mention of her employer, the dismissal of her work—it was classic Lucien."
1"The faint scent of his cologne—sandalwood and something colder, like frost on stone—wrapped around her."
2"Something flickered in his eyes—a flash of genuine emotion she couldn’t quite name."
3"The way he’d looked at her the night she walked out—not with anger, but with a cold, devastating understanding."
4"He’d done it again—used a piece of her past like a scalpel."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1170
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount42
adverbRatio0.035897435897435895
lyAdverbCount7
lyAdverbRatio0.005982905982905983
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences131
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences131
mean12.36
std8.38
cv0.678
sampleLengths
010
133
24
319
419
518
614
78
87
93
108
113
129
131
142
1521
1620
1713
1815
1913
2010
2120
226
2321
245
257
269
2715
2811
299
304
3110
3225
3320
345
3525
364
375
3815
3910
406
4119
4214
439
446
455
4628
476
487
4914
49.87% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats13
diversityRatio0.35877862595419846
totalSentences131
uniqueOpeners47
32.36% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences103
matches
0"Of course he had."
ratio0.01
25.83% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount50
totalSentences103
matches
0"It wasn’t a driver."
1"He looked like a piece"
2"His charcoal suit was immaculate,"
3"He leaned lightly on his"
4"His voice was low, smooth"
5"It hadn’t changed."
6"Her own voice felt lodged"
7"She’d managed to avoid the"
8"She’d almost convinced herself she’d"
9"She didn’t move from the"
10"It didn’t reach his heterochromatic"
11"She stepped back, wordlessly."
12"He moved past her with"
13"He didn’t look around at"
14"He stopped by the small"
15"He turned to face her,"
16"He collected information the way"
17"It was his currency, his"
18"He’d always known too much."
19"His amber eye narrowed a"
ratio0.485
32.82% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount88
totalSentences103
matches
0"The third deadbolt gave way"
1"Rory pulled the door open,"
2"It wasn’t a driver."
3"Lucien Moreau filled the cramped"
4"He looked like a piece"
5"His charcoal suit was immaculate,"
6"The platinum of his slicked-back"
7"He leaned lightly on his"
8"His voice was low, smooth"
9"It hadn’t changed."
10"Her own voice felt lodged"
11"She’d managed to avoid the"
12"She’d almost convinced herself she’d"
13"She didn’t move from the"
14"A ghost of a smile"
15"It didn’t reach his heterochromatic"
16"Rory glanced over her shoulder."
17"Eva’s flat was a bombsite"
18"Books and scrolls formed precarious"
19"Ptolemy the tabby watched from"
ratio0.854
97.09% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount2
totalSentences103
matches
0"Now she had to tilt"
1"Before she could react, he"
ratio0.019
93.02% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences43
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"Fourteen months of London rain and dodgy deliveries and the quiet, stubborn work of building a life that didn’t include him."
1"He didn’t look around at the mess, his gaze instead sweeping the room with a detached, analytical efficiency, as if assessing exits, vulnerabilities, strategic …"
2"He was quiet for a moment, his gaze intense, travelling over her face as if re-memorising its lines."
46.05% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags19
uselessAdditionCount3
matches
0"he said finally, the name dropping between them like a stone"
1"gloved hand lifted, as if to touch her cheek, then paused, hovering in the space between them"
2"He straightened, the moment of vulnerability shuttering closed"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags4
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences43
tagDensity0.093
leniency0.186
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
79.7766%