Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTZ2BZ6STJP57M7YS95JX4X

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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 eleven, three sharp raps that cut through the curry-scented air drifting up from the restaurant below. Rory set down her mug of cold tea and stared at the door. Eva was in Bristol chasing down a lead on some obscure grimoire. No one else knew she stayed here when Eva travelled. No one except— She crossed the cramped space in four steps, navigating the towers of books and scrolls that made Eva's flat feel more like an archaeological dig than a home. Ptolemy lifted his head from his perch on a stack of research notes, amber eyes tracking her movement with feline disinterest. Three deadbolts. Eva's paranoia had seemed excessive when Rory first arrived in London, fleeing Cardiff and everything she'd left bleeding in her wake. Now she understood. Some things couldn't be kept out with ordinary locks. She slid back the first bolt. The second. Paused at the third. "I know you're there, chérie." That voice. Honey and gravel, French consonants wrapped around English words like silk around a blade. Her hand trembled on the final lock. "Lucien." "The very same. Though I confess, I expected a warmer welcome. Perhaps some tea? The English do love their tea." She threw the bolt and yanked the door open. He stood in the narrow hallway, immaculate as always in a charcoal suit that probably cost more than three months of her delivery wages. Platinum hair slicked back, not a strand out of place. That ridiculous ivory-handled cane in his left hand, the one she knew concealed something far more dangerous than polished wood. His eyes found hers. One amber, one black. She'd spent hours studying those eyes once, trying to understand what lay behind their mismatched depths. Trying to understand him. "You look well." "You look like you want something." She didn't move from the doorway. "It's been four months, Lucien." "Four months, two weeks, and three days." He smiled, that crooked half-smile that never quite reached his strange eyes. "But who counts such things?" "Apparently you do." "May I come in? The hallway smells rather aggressively of tikka masala, and while I appreciate the cultural diversity of Brick Lane, I'd prefer to conduct this conversation somewhere more private." She should say no. Should slam the door in his beautiful lying face and go back to her cold tea and her quiet evening and the life she'd been carefully reconstructing since he'd walked out of it without explanation. She stepped aside. Lucien moved past her, and she caught his scent beneath the curry. Sandalwood and something darker, something that made her think of incense burning in empty churches. He surveyed the chaos of Eva's flat with an expression of polite horror. "Your friend's filing system remains as impenetrable as ever." "Eva knows where everything is." "I don't doubt it." He turned to face her, and the lamplight caught the hard angles of his jaw, the faint shadow beneath his cheekbones. He looked thinner than she remembered. Tired. "You've been avoiding my messages." "You've been sending messages?" "Fourteen. Over the past three weeks." "Funny. I didn't receive any." Something flickered across his face. Pain, perhaps. Or a very good imitation of it. With Lucien, she'd never been entirely sure which was which. "Rory." Her name in his mouth, soft as a wound. "I didn't come here to argue." "Then why did you come?" He set his cane against Eva's cluttered desk, carefully, as if the motion required all his concentration. When he straightened, his hands hung empty at his sides. "Because I made a mistake. Four months, two weeks, and three days ago, I made a mistake, and I have regretted it every moment since." "A mistake." She laughed, and the sound came out sharper than she intended. "Is that what we're calling it? You disappeared, Lucien. No goodbye, no explanation. Just gone. And now you show up at my door talking about mistakes?" "I had reasons." "You always have reasons. You're the best-connected fixer in London's supernatural underworld, after all. Information is your trade." She crossed her arms over her chest, a barrier she knew he'd see right through. "So here's some information for you: I'm not interested in your reasons. Not anymore." Ptolemy chose that moment to leap from his perch, landing on the floor with a soft thump before winding between Lucien's ankles. Traitor. The cat had always liked him, even when Rory had screamed at her own reflection in Eva's bathroom mirror, promising herself she was done with men who kept secrets like other people kept spare change. Lucien bent to scratch behind Ptolemy's ears, and the movement pulled his jacket tight across his shoulders. She remembered those shoulders. Remembered the weight of them above her in the dark, the way his breath had caught when she'd traced the strange markings that curved along his spine. "I was trying to protect you." "From what?" He straightened slowly. Met her eyes. "From me." The words hung between them, heavy as smoke. Rory felt something crack in her chest, some carefully constructed wall she'd been building brick by brick since the night she'd woken to find his side of the bed cold and empty. "That's not an answer." "No." He took a step toward her. Just one. "It's the truth. Which is rather more valuable, in my experience." "Your experience." She held her ground, even as her pulse jumped. "Your experience with what, exactly? Lying? Manipulating? Using people and then throwing them away when they get too close?" "Yes." His voice dropped low. "All of those things. I am not a good man, Rory. I never claimed to be." "You didn't have to claim it. I saw it." She pressed a hand to her sternum, where something sharp and hot was building. "I saw you, Lucien. The real you. And I didn't care." "I know." He took another step. "That's precisely the problem." "The problem is that I accepted you? That I—" She stopped herself. Bit down hard on the words she'd promised never to say out loud. "That you what?" "Nothing." "Rory." Closer now. Close enough that she could see the tiny lines at the corners of his eyes, the ones that appeared when he smiled or when he was exhausted or when he was about to do something monumentally stupid. "Please." "You left me." The words tore free before she could stop them. "You left me without a word, and I spent three weeks wondering if you were dead. If something in that world of yours had finally caught up with you. I couldn't eat. Couldn't sleep. Eva had to practically force-feed me soup." "I'm sorry." "I don't want your apology." "Then what do you want?" She stared at him. At this infuriating, impossible man with his mismatched eyes and his secrets and his way of making her feel like she was standing at the edge of a cliff, one step away from falling. "I want you to explain. Really explain. Not riddles, not half-truths, not your usual Lucien Moreau bullshit." She jabbed a finger at his chest. "You owe me that much." He caught her hand. His grip was warm, his fingers long and elegant and strong. She remembered those fingers too. Remembered them tracing the crescent-shaped scar on her wrist, asking about it, listening when she told him about the childhood accident that had marked her. Listening like it mattered. "My father," he said quietly, "has taken an interest in you." The words didn't make sense at first. She knew about his father, knew the basics at least. A demon from some realm called Avaros. The source of Lucien's strange eyes, his unsettling beauty, his ability to walk between worlds that ordinary humans never glimpsed. "Your father." "He knows what you are to me." Lucien's thumb moved across her knuckles, a gesture so achingly familiar that her throat constricted. "And in my father's world, such knowledge is a weapon." "What am I to you?" He lifted her hand to his lips. Pressed a kiss to her fingers so light she barely felt it. "Everything," he said. "You are everything, and that terrifies me more than any demon ever could." She should pull away. Should demand more answers, more explanations, more proof that this wasn't just another manipulation, another game. But his eyes held hers, and in the amber one she saw something she'd never seen there before. Fear. Real fear. Not for himself, but for her. "You absolute bastard." "Yes." "Four months. You let me think—" "I know." "I hate you." "I know that too." She kissed him anyway. Grabbed the lapels of his expensive suit and dragged him down to her level and kissed him like she was trying to punish them both. He made a sound against her mouth, surprise and relief and hunger all tangled together, and then his arms were around her and she was pressed against him and nothing made sense except this, except them, except the terrible wonderful ache of wanting someone you knew would probably destroy you. When they finally broke apart, both breathing hard, his forehead rested against hers. "I'm still furious with you." "I would expect nothing less." "And you're going to tell me everything. About your father, about why you really left, about all of it." "Yes." "Tonight." His hands tightened on her waist. "Tonight, I have something rather more important to attend to." "Lucien—" "Four months," he murmured against her temple. "Four months of missing you. Of lying awake imagining your face. Of walking past the Golden Empress just to catch a glimpse of you on your deliveries, like some pathetic lovesick fool." She pulled back to stare at him. "You've been watching me?" "From a safe distance." That crooked smile again, but softer now. Vulnerable. "Someone had to make sure my father's people weren't doing the same." The implication hit her like cold water. "They have been. Haven't they." "That's why I'm here." His expression hardened. "The safe distance stopped being safe approximately six hours ago." Ptolemy yowled from somewhere near the kitchen, and Rory heard it then, the sound she'd missed in her fury and confusion and desperate want. Footsteps on the stairs. Multiple sets. Moving slow and deliberate, like hunters who knew their prey had nowhere left to run.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags19
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"he said quietly [quietly]"
dialogueSentences80
tagDensity0.238
leniency0.475
rawRatio0.053
effectiveRatio0.025
73.99% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1730
totalAiIsmAdverbs9
found
0
adverb"very"
count2
1
adverb"carefully"
count3
2
adverb"slowly"
count1
3
adverb"precisely"
count1
4
adverb"really"
count2
highlights
0"very"
1"carefully"
2"slowly"
3"precisely"
4"really"
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
62.43% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1730
totalAiIsms13
found
0
word"navigating"
count1
1
word"silk"
count1
2
word"trembled"
count1
3
word"depths"
count1
4
word"flickered"
count1
5
word"weight"
count1
6
word"traced"
count1
7
word"constructed"
count1
8
word"pulse"
count1
9
word"tracing"
count1
10
word"familiar"
count1
11
word"implication"
count1
12
word"footsteps"
count1
highlights
0"navigating"
1"silk"
2"trembled"
3"depths"
4"flickered"
5"weight"
6"traced"
7"constructed"
8"pulse"
9"tracing"
10"familiar"
11"implication"
12"footsteps"
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
narrationSentences104
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount2
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences104
filterMatches
0"think"
1"feel"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences163
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen50
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1723
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions15
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions31
wordCount1136
uniqueNames13
maxNameDensity0.62
worstName"Eva"
maxWindowNameDensity2
worstWindowName"Eva"
discoveredNames
Bristol1
Eva7
Rory5
London1
Cardiff1
French1
English1
Lucien6
Ptolemy4
Bit1
Close1
Avaros1
Vulnerable1
persons
0"Eva"
1"Rory"
2"Lucien"
3"Ptolemy"
places
0"Bristol"
1"London"
2"Cardiff"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences66
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"seemed excessive when Rory first arrived in London, fleeing Cardiff and everything she'd left bleeding in her wake"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.58
wordCount1723
matches
0"Not for himself, but for her"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount2
totalSentences163
matches
0"chose that moment"
1"proof that this"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs89
mean19.36
std17.04
cv0.88
sampleLengths
022
138
249
335
412
55
623
71
820
99
1054
1128
123
1317
1424
153
1631
1739
183
1940
209
215
2237
234
246
255
2624
2716
285
2927
3025
3139
323
3347
3458
3548
366
372
386
392
4040
414
4220
4330
4421
4534
4610
4725
483
491
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences104
matches
0"was exhausted"
95.83% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount3
totalVerbs192
matches
0"was building"
1"was standing"
2"was trying"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount1
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences1
totalSentences163
ratio0.006
matches
0"No one except—"
92.93% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1140
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"ridiculous ivory-handled cane"
adverbCount47
adverbRatio0.0412280701754386
lyAdverbCount12
lyAdverbRatio0.010526315789473684
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences163
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences163
mean10.57
std9.52
cv0.9
sampleLengths
022
113
212
310
43
528
621
72
821
93
109
116
122
134
145
152
1614
177
181
1920
209
2124
2210
2320
244
254
2616
274
283
2912
305
3119
325
333
3431
354
3635
373
3812
3915
4013
419
425
4325
446
451
465
474
486
495
65.85% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats11
diversityRatio0.43558282208588955
totalSentences163
uniqueOpeners71
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences91
matches(empty)
ratio0
39.78% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount41
totalSentences91
matches
0"She crossed the cramped space"
1"She slid back the first"
2"Her hand trembled on the"
3"She threw the bolt and"
4"He stood in the narrow"
5"His eyes found hers."
6"She'd spent hours studying those"
7"She didn't move from the"
8"He smiled, that crooked half-smile"
9"She should say no."
10"She stepped aside."
11"He surveyed the chaos of"
12"He turned to face her,"
13"He looked thinner than she"
14"Her name in his mouth,"
15"He set his cane against"
16"She laughed, and the sound"
17"She crossed her arms over"
18"She remembered those shoulders."
19"He straightened slowly."
ratio0.451
86.37% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount68
totalSentences91
matches
0"The knock came at half"
1"Rory set down her mug"
2"Eva was in Bristol chasing"
3"She crossed the cramped space"
4"Ptolemy lifted his head from"
5"Eva's paranoia had seemed excessive"
6"Some things couldn't be kept"
7"She slid back the first"
8"Honey and gravel, French consonants"
9"Her hand trembled on the"
10"She threw the bolt and"
11"He stood in the narrow"
12"Platinum hair slicked back, not"
13"That ridiculous ivory-handled cane in"
14"His eyes found hers."
15"She'd spent hours studying those"
16"She didn't move from the"
17"He smiled, that crooked half-smile"
18"She should say no."
19"She stepped aside."
ratio0.747
54.95% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences91
matches
0"Now she understood."
ratio0.011
0.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences39
technicalSentenceCount8
matches
0"The knock came at half past eleven, three sharp raps that cut through the curry-scented air drifting up from the restaurant below."
1"Sandalwood and something darker, something that made her think of incense burning in empty churches."
2"He set his cane against Eva's cluttered desk, carefully, as if the motion required all his concentration."
3"Ptolemy chose that moment to leap from his perch, landing on the floor with a soft thump before winding between Lucien's ankles."
4"The cat had always liked him, even when Rory had screamed at her own reflection in Eva's bathroom mirror, promising herself she was done with men who kept secre…"
5"Close enough that she could see the tiny lines at the corners of his eyes, the ones that appeared when he smiled or when he was exhausted or when he was about t…"
6"Remembered them tracing the crescent-shaped scar on her wrist, asking about it, listening when she told him about the childhood accident that had marked her."
7"Moving slow and deliberate, like hunters who knew their prey had nowhere left to run."
72.37% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags19
uselessAdditionCount2
matches
0"He turned, and the lamplight caught the hard angles of his jaw, the faint shadow beneath his cheekbones"
1"Lucien's thumb moved, a gesture so achingly familiar that her throat constricted"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags5
fancyCount3
fancyTags
0"She laughed (laugh)"
1"She pressed (press)"
2"he murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences80
tagDensity0.063
leniency0.125
rawRatio0.6
effectiveRatio0.075
84.8164%