Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTYMV6PZJSBFYF7K5SZT81P

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Duration:
1m 50s
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$0.297990

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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 knock came at half past midnight. Three sharp raps that made Rory's hand freeze halfway to the kettle. "Open up, Rory. I know you're there." That voice. Eighteen months of silence, and Lucien Moreau chose tonight to break it. She set the kettle down, counted to five, then padded to the door in bare feet. "Go away." "Can't do that." Something metallic scraped against wood. His cane, probably. "We need to talk." "We needed to talk eighteen months ago. That ship's sailed." "Aurora." The way he said her full name still did things to her pulse. She pressed her forehead against the door, feeling all three deadbolts between them. Smart locks for a smart girl, Eva always said. Too bad they didn't keep out ghosts. "I'm armed," she lied. "With what? That pathetic pepper spray you keep in the kitchen drawer? Third one down, left side, behind the takeaway menus?" Her eyes snapped to the drawer in question. "How do you—" "Open the door." "No." "I'll pick the locks." "You'll wake the neighbours." "Since when do you care about the neighbours?" Fair point. Mrs. Patel downstairs had called the police twice last month alone, convinced Rory was running some sort of midnight delivery drug ring. Which wasn't entirely wrong, if you counted Yu-Fei's special menu items. She yanked open the door. Lucien looked exactly the same. Platinum hair slicked back, charcoal suit without a wrinkle despite the hour. His heterochromatic eyes caught the hallway light, amber and black, predator and void. The ivory handle of his cane gleamed. "You look tired," he said. "You look like you crawled out of a GQ photoshoot. We all have our crosses to bear." She didn't move aside. "What do you want?" "May I come in?" "No." "It's about the Whitechapel situation." "Don't know what you're talking about." "The three dead witches say otherwise." Her grip tightened on the doorframe. "That's not my problem anymore." "Interesting. Because your name was carved into the third one's palm." The hallway seemed to tilt. She stepped back without meaning to, and Lucien took it as an invitation. He brushed past her, bringing the scent of expensive cologne and something darker. Sulfur, maybe. Or just her imagination running wild. "Make yourself at home," she muttered, closing the door. He was already surveying her flat, taking in the secondhand furniture and empty wine bottles on the counter. His gaze lingered on the wall where she'd taped up delivery routes and shift schedules. "Cozy." "It's temporary." "Everything with you is temporary." "Don't." She moved to the kitchen, needing distance. The kettle gave her something to do with her hands. "Tea?" "I didn't come here for tea." "Well, I didn't invite you for anything else." He settled into her only armchair like he owned it. Probably knew she'd bought it from the charity shop on Bethnal Green Road, probably knew she'd haggled the price down to fifteen quid. "The witches," he said. "Tell me you haven't been practicing." "I deliver Chinese food. That's all." "Rory." "Don't call me that." She poured hot water with unnecessary force. "You lost that right." "Fine. Miss Carter, then. Have you been practicing?" "Why do you care?" "Because whoever killed those witches is hunting practitioners. Active ones." He leaned forward, elbows on knees. "And despite what you tell yourself, you can't just stop being what you are." "Watch me." "I did. For eighteen months." His voice dropped. "Do you know how many times I've stood outside this building?" "Stalking. Charming." "Protecting." The mug slipped in her hands. Hot water splashed across the counter. She grabbed a dish towel, glad for the excuse to turn away. "I didn't ask for protection." "You never ask for anything. That's your problem." "My problem?" She spun to face him. "You want to talk about problems? How about disappearing without a word? How about letting me think you were dead for three months before Anders casually mentioned seeing you in Paris?" "It was complicated." "It's always complicated with you." She threw the towel down. "Half-demon politics. Underworld treaties. Ancient blood feuds. There's always some grand excuse for why you can't just be—" "What? Human?" He stood, and the temperature in the room shifted. "Is that what you wanted? Someone simple? Safe?" "I wanted someone who stayed." The words hung between them. Lucien's expression flickered, something raw beneath the polished surface. "I couldn't." He moved closer. "You know why." "No, actually, I don't. Because you never explained. You just left a note. 'Business in Marseille.' Like I was some one-night stand you needed to shake off." "You were never—" He stopped himself, jaw tight. "The Council of Avaros issued a summons. When demon nobility calls, you answer." "For eighteen months?" "Time moves differently there." "Bullshit." She backed up, but the counter trapped her. "Time moves the same everywhere when you're waiting for someone." "You were waiting?" "Don't." She held up a hand. "Don't you dare look hopeful." But he was already too close, and she remembered this dance. The way he crowded her space without quite touching. The way his presence made her skin prickle with electricity that had nothing to do with magic. "The witches," she said. "Tell me about the witches." "First one turned up two weeks ago. Sarah Morrison. Hedge witch, worked at that occult shop in Camden." "I know Sarah. Knew." She'd bought protection charms there once. Back when she still believed in protecting things. "Second was Marie Delacroix. French, like me. Worked the river trade." "Smuggling?" "Among other things." His fingers drummed against his cane. "Third was yesterday. Jane Smith." "That's not her real name." "No. But she's very dead under any name." He pulled out his phone, showed her a photo. Her stomach turned. "Recognize the symbols?" Carved into flesh, the marks were hard to miss. Ancient Greek, but wrong. Backwards and twisted into something that hurt to look at. "Someone's trying to summon something," she said. "But the syntax is off. Like they're working from a bad translation." "Or like they're leaving a message." He swiped to another photo. A close-up of a palm. Her name, clear as day. "This feel personal to you?" Her hands shook. She shoved them in her pockets. "I don't practice anymore." "The killer doesn't seem to care about your retirement." "Then the killer's an idiot." She pushed past him, needing space. "I haven't touched real magic in over a year. Ask anyone." "I'm asking you." "And I'm telling you. I deliver noodles. I pay rent. I don't summon demons or cast spells or—" The lights flickered. Just once, but they both noticed. "Interesting," Lucien murmured. "Old building. Dodgy wiring." "Of course." He moved to the window, looked out at the street below. "When did you last dream?" "Everyone dreams." "You know what I mean." She did. The dreams that came in color and taste and smell. The ones that left marks on her pillow and frost on the windows. The ones that showed her things that hadn't happened yet. "I take pills for that now." He turned sharply. "What kind of pills?" "The kind that keep me normal." "Aurora, you can't just suppress—" "Watch me." She grabbed his arm, steered him toward the door. "Thanks for the warning. Consider me warned. Now get out." "The killer will come for you." "Then I'll call the police like a normal person." "The police can't help with this." "Neither can you." She opened the door. "You made that clear in Marseille." "I left to protect you." "No. You left because that's what you do." She met his mismatched eyes. "And I'm done being the idiot who waits." "Rory—" "Goodbye, Lucien." He stepped into the hallway, then turned back. "The pills. How long have you been taking them?" "Why do you care?" "Because suppressing that much power doesn't make it go away. It just..." He paused, choosing words carefully. "Ferments. Like wine in a sealed bottle." "Good thing I like wine." "Until the bottle explodes." "I'll take my chances." She started to close the door. His cane shot out, blocking it. "Sarah Morrison was taking the same pills." The words hit like cold water. "What?" "Marie Delacroix too. We found the bottles in their flats." His voice gentled. "Whatever you're running from, the pills aren't the answer." "You don't know what I'm running from." "I know it started the night I left." He pulled back his cane. "I know because that's when the reports started. Power surges across East London. Electrical failures. Three unexplained fires." Her throat felt tight. "Coincidence." "You nearly leveled a city block." "I was upset." "You were untrained. Uncontrolled." He reached out, almost touched her face, then dropped his hand. "And I wasn't there." "No. You weren't." She stepped back. "But I handled it. Found the pills, found control. I'm fine now." "You're a bomb waiting to go off." "Better that than what I was before." The words came out bitter. "Better predictable than dangerous." "You were never dangerous. Not to anyone but yourself." "Tell that to the building that caught fire." "An abandoned warehouse. No one was hurt." "I didn't know it was abandoned when the flames started." She could still smell the smoke sometimes. "I could have killed someone." "But you didn't." "Because I got lucky." She gripped the doorframe. "The pills keep everyone safe. Including me." "The pills make you a target." He pulled out a business card. New number. "When you're ready to stop running, call me." "I won't." "You will." He placed the card on her side table. "The killer isn't going to wait for you to feel ready." "Neither did you." That landed. His mask slipped for just a moment, showing something raw underneath. Then he nodded once and walked away. She closed the door. Locked all three deadbolts. Slid down to sit on the floor with her back against the wood. The card sat on her table like an accusation. She could see the number from here. Could probably recite it from memory if she tried, the way she still knew his old one. The lights flickered again. Longer this time. In the kitchen, the kettle started whistling. She hadn't turned it back on. "Shit." She stood, grabbed the kettle off the heat. Steam rose in patterns that looked almost like letters. Almost like warnings. Her phone buzzed. Unknown number. *Found something interesting at Jane Smith's flat. You're going to want to see this. - L* A photo followed. Her old grimoire, the one she'd thought she'd burned. Open to a page she'd written the night he left. Spells for finding what was lost. Spells for bringing back the dead. Spells for making someone stay. Dangerous spells. The kind that required payment. Her hands shook as she typed back. *Where?* *Downstairs. Black car.* She looked out the window. He was leaning against a sleek sedan, still perfectly composed. Still waiting. Always waiting, even when he was the one who left. She grabbed her jacket. Shoved feet into trainers. Paused at the medicine cabinet where her pills sat in their innocent white bottle. One missed dose wouldn't kill her. Probably. The card went in her pocket. Just in case. She'd call him an asshole when she got to the car. Make it clear this changed nothing. She was helping with the case, nothing more. Professional courtesy for the dead witches who deserved better than backwards Greek and amateur summoning circles. But first, she had to make it to the car without the lights giving away how her pulse jumped when she saw him standing there. The bottle of pills watched from the bathroom shelf as she left. Thirty-six hours until the next dose. The timer had started.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags39
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"He pulled back [back]"
1"She stepped back [back]"
dialogueSentences151
tagDensity0.258
leniency0.517
rawRatio0.051
effectiveRatio0.026
89.79% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1959
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"very"
count1
1
adverb"sharply"
count1
2
adverb"carefully"
count1
3
adverb"perfectly"
count1
highlights
0"very"
1"sharply"
2"carefully"
3"perfectly"
60.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found
0"Patel"
1"Sarah"
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
74.48% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1959
totalAiIsms10
found
0
word"silence"
count1
1
word"pulse"
count2
2
word"predator"
count1
3
word"flickered"
count3
4
word"dance"
count1
5
word"stomach"
count1
6
word"predictable"
count1
highlights
0"silence"
1"pulse"
2"predator"
3"flickered"
4"dance"
5"stomach"
6"predictable"
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
narrationSentences152
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences152
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
1"started to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences263
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen31
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans3
markdownWords20
totalWords1955
ratio0.01
matches
0"Found something interesting at Jane Smith's flat. You're going to want to see this. - L"
1"Where?"
2"Downstairs. Black car."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions24
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions21
wordCount1059
uniqueNames13
maxNameDensity0.47
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Rory2
Lucien5
Moreau1
Eva1
Yu-Fei1
Bethnal1
Green1
Road1
Greek2
New1
Jane1
Smith1
Spells3
persons
0"Rory"
1"Lucien"
2"Moreau"
3"Eva"
4"Yu-Fei"
5"Jane"
6"Smith"
places
0"Bethnal"
1"Green"
2"Road"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences86
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.512
wordCount1955
matches
0"Not to anyone but yourself"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences263
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs155
mean12.61
std10.33
cv0.819
sampleLengths
019
17
230
32
415
510
61
742
84
921
1011
113
121
134
144
158
1635
175
1837
195
2025
214
221
235
246
256
2611
2711
2839
299
3033
311
322
335
3419
356
368
3733
3810
396
401
4115
428
434
4430
452
4619
472
481
4924
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences152
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs206
matches
0"was running"
1"was helping"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences263
ratio0
matches(empty)
92.94% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1061
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount51
adverbRatio0.04806786050895382
lyAdverbCount11
lyAdverbRatio0.010367577756833177
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences263
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences263
mean7.43
std4.98
cv0.669
sampleLengths
07
112
27
32
412
516
62
78
83
94
1010
111
1213
1313
149
157
164
1721
188
193
203
211
224
234
248
252
261
2721
2811
295
305
3112
3213
337
345
3521
364
374
381
395
406
416
426
435
4411
455
4613
4713
482
496
65.91% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats15
diversityRatio0.4296577946768061
totalSentences263
uniqueOpeners113
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount7
totalSentences131
matches
0"Too bad they didn't keep"
1"Probably knew she'd bought it"
2"Just once, but they both"
3"Then he nodded once and"
4"Almost like warnings."
5"Always waiting, even when he"
6"Just in case."
ratio0.053
15.42% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount67
totalSentences131
matches
0"She set the kettle down,"
1"His cane, probably."
2"She pressed her forehead against"
3"Her eyes snapped to the"
4"She yanked open the door."
5"His heterochromatic eyes caught the"
6"She didn't move aside"
7"Her grip tightened on the"
8"She stepped back without meaning"
9"He brushed past her, bringing"
10"she muttered, closing the door"
11"He was already surveying her"
12"His gaze lingered on the"
13"She moved to the kitchen,"
14"He settled into her only"
15"She poured hot water with"
16"He leaned forward, elbows on"
17"His voice dropped"
18"She grabbed a dish towel,"
19"She spun to face him"
ratio0.511
78.32% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount100
totalSentences131
matches
0"The knock came at half"
1"She set the kettle down,"
2"Something metallic scraped against wood"
3"His cane, probably."
4"The way he said her"
5"She pressed her forehead against"
6"Her eyes snapped to the"
7"Patel downstairs had called the"
8"She yanked open the door."
9"Lucien looked exactly the same."
10"Platinum hair slicked back, charcoal"
11"His heterochromatic eyes caught the"
12"The ivory handle of his"
13"She didn't move aside"
14"Her grip tightened on the"
15"The hallway seemed to tilt."
16"She stepped back without meaning"
17"He brushed past her, bringing"
18"she muttered, closing the door"
19"He was already surveying her"
ratio0.763
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences131
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences34
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"The way his presence made her skin prickle with electricity that had nothing to do with magic."
1"Professional courtesy for the dead witches who deserved better than backwards Greek and amateur summoning circles."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags39
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"He stopped, jaw tight"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags7
fancyCount3
fancyTags
0"she lied (lie)"
1"she muttered (mutter)"
2"Lucien murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences151
tagDensity0.046
leniency0.093
rawRatio0.429
effectiveRatio0.04
89.2285%