Run: 2026-02-20-01KHXPEA4P6MXKHBZ0ME181S8Y

Run Details

Duration:
32.9s
Cost:
$0.005332
Provider:
Mistral

Model input

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

Model response

AI
The third deadbolt clicked like a gunshot in the quiet hallway. Rory’s fingers stilled on the brass, her breath fogging the peephole as she pressed her eye to it. The distorted fishbowl view showed only a shoulder in a charcoal suit, the fabric so fine it caught the dim bulb’s light like oil on water. No one who belonged in this building dressed like that. She should’ve known better than to open the door. Should’ve remembered the way his voice could curl around her ribs like smoke, how his heterochromatic gaze—one eye amber, one black as a bruise—could make her forget every reason she’d walked away. But the knock had been too precise, too *his*, and curiosity had always been her fatal flaw. The chain rattled as she slid it free. The door swung open before she could second-guess herself. Lucien Moreau leaned against the frame like he owned it, cane resting casually against his thigh. The scent of bergamot and something darker, like burnt sugar, wrapped around him. His platinum hair was slicked back, not a strand dare out of place, but the faint shadow of stubble along his jaw suggested he hadn’t slept. Or hadn’t bothered to shave. Both were equally likely. “Rory.” Her name in his mouth was a sin—smooth, deliberate, with just enough of an accent to make it sound like a secret. “Or should I call you *Malphora* now?” Her fingers twitched toward the scar on her wrist. “What the hell are you doing here?” He didn’t answer. Instead, his gaze flicked past her, into the flat, lingering on the stacks of books teetering by the door, the half-empty mug of tea on the side table, the way her black hair stuck to the sweat at her temples. “Invite me in, *chérie*. Or do you prefer to have this conversation in the hallway?” She didn’t move. “I prefer you not being here at all.” A slow smile curved his lips, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Liar.” The word hit like a physical blow. She stepped back before she could stop herself, her bare toes curling against the cold wood floor. “You’ve got five minutes. Then I’m calling the police.” “Darling, the police don’t scare me.” He stepped inside, the door clicking shut behind him with finality. The space suddenly felt too small, the air too thick. His cane tapped once against the floor—*click*—and she knew the blade inside was already unsheathed in his mind. Always prepared. Always dangerous. She crossed her arms. “Then what does?” His gaze dropped to the crescent-shaped scar on her wrist, the one she’d gotten at seventeen trying to climb a fence to escape Evan’s temper. Lucien had been there that night, watching from the shadows like some avenging angel with a cigarette between his fingers. He’d never asked about it. Never had to. “You,” he said simply. “You scare me.” The admission hung between them, raw and unexpected. She swallowed. “Bullshit.” “Is it?” He took a step closer, the bergamot scent stronger now, mixed with something metallic—his cologne, or maybe just the taste of her own pulse in her mouth. “You walked away without a word. Left my messages unread. Disappeared like you do.” His voice dropped, the French lilt thickening. “Like a ghost.” She should’ve known he’d find her eventually. Lucien Moreau didn’t let things go. Not debts, not grudges, and certainly not her. “You made it clear what you wanted,” she said, chin lifting. “I wasn’t interested in being another one of your *projects*.” His laugh was a dark, velvety thing. “Projects? *Mon Dieu*, you always did have a flair for understatement.” He reached out, his fingers brushing the spine of a book on the nearest stack—*The Lesser Key of Solomon*, its leather cover worn. “You think this is about possession? Control?” His gaze snapped back to hers. “It was never about that.” “Then what was it about?” The words slipped out before she could stop them, too honest, too desperate. He didn’t answer. Instead, his hand closed around the mug on the side table, his thumb tracing the rim where her lipstick had left a smudge. “You still take your tea with too much sugar.” “And you still think you know everything.” “Not everything.” His eyes flicked to the scar again. “But enough.” She should’ve kicked him out. Should’ve slammed the door in his face and bolted all three locks. But the way he was looking at her—like she was a puzzle he’d spent years trying to solve, like she was the only thing in the world worth figuring out—made her stomach twist. “Why now?” she asked, voice steadier than she felt. He set the mug down with deliberate care. “Because you’re in trouble.” The words sent a jolt through her. “What?” “Evan’s back in London.” The name was a bucket of ice water. She took a step back, her hip hitting the edge of the bookshelf. “That’s impossible. He’s—” “Not in prison anymore.” Lucien’s voice was flat, but his fingers tightened around the head of his cane. “Released early. Good behaviour, apparently.” She laughed, the sound sharp and hollow. “Evan doesn’t know the meaning of the word.” “No,” Lucien agreed. “But he knows *you*.” The implication settled over her like a shroud. Evan had always been possessive, his love a cage with pretty bars. Leaving him had nearly broken her. If he found her now— “How long have you known?” she demanded. “Long enough to realise you hadn’t.” His jaw clenched. “You really think I’d let you walk into that blind?” She wanted to scream. Wanted to hit him, to kiss him, to demand why he cared after all this time. Instead, she said, “I don’t need your protection.” “No,” he said softly. “You never did.” The silence that followed was heavy, charged. She could hear the distant hum of the curry house below, the occasional car horn from Brick Lane, the way his breath hitched just slightly when she didn’t look away. “What do you want, Lucien?” His free hand lifted, fingers hovering just inches from her cheek. “The same thing I’ve always wanted.” Her pulse spiked. “And what’s that?” “For you to stop running.” The words hung between them, a challenge and a promise. She should’ve pushed him away. Should’ve told him to leave and never come back. But the way he was looking at her—like she was the only thing in the world worth fighting for—made her want to lean in. Made her want to believe, just for a second, that she wasn’t as alone as she’d thought. Then his phone buzzed in his pocket, the vibration sharp in the quiet. He didn’t move to answer it, his gaze still locked on hers. “You should get that,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “It can wait.” “It’s fine.” She took a step back, putting space between them. “I’m fine.” His expression darkened. “You’ve never been good at lying, *chérie*.” The phone buzzed again. This time, he pulled it out, his eyes scanning the screen. His face went carefully blank. “What?” she asked. He didn’t answer. Instead, he turned the phone toward her. The screen displayed a single message, no sender ID, just three words in stark white text: **I see you.** Below it was a photo. Her. Standing in the doorway just moments ago, Lucien at her back. The angle was from across the street, the timestamp fresh. Her blood turned to ice. Lucien’s voice was low, lethal. “He’s here.” And just like that, the past wasn’t just a memory anymore. It was standing on her doorstep, breathing down her neck. Lucien’s hand closed around hers, his grip firm. “You’re not facing this alone.” She wanted to argue. Wanted to tell him she didn’t need him, that she could handle Evan on her own. But the photo was a reminder—some threats didn’t care about strength or pride. Some threats only understood power. And Lucien Moreau was the most powerful thing she’d ever known. “What do we do?” she asked. His lips curved, sharp and dangerous. “We hunt.”
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
54.55% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags21
adverbTagCount4
adverbTags
0"he said simply [simply]"
1"His gaze snapped back [back]"
2"his fingers tightened around [around]"
3"he said softly [softly]"
dialogueSentences55
tagDensity0.382
leniency0.764
rawRatio0.19
effectiveRatio0.145
77.88% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1356
totalAiIsmAdverbs6
found
0
adverb"suddenly"
count1
1
adverb"really"
count1
2
adverb"softly"
count1
3
adverb"slightly"
count1
4
adverb"barely above a whisper"
count1
5
adverb"carefully"
count1
highlights
0"suddenly"
1"really"
2"softly"
3"slightly"
4"barely above a whisper"
5"carefully"
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)
44.69% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1356
totalAiIsms15
found
0
word"flicked"
count2
1
word"pulse"
count2
2
word"lilt"
count1
3
word"tracing"
count1
4
word"stomach"
count1
5
word"implication"
count1
6
word"jaw clenched"
count1
7
word"silence"
count1
8
word"charged"
count1
9
word"whisper"
count1
10
word"scanning"
count1
11
word"stark"
count1
12
word"reminder"
count1
highlights
0"flicked"
1"pulse"
2"lilt"
3"tracing"
4"stomach"
5"implication"
6"jaw clenched"
7"silence"
8"charged"
9"whisper"
10"scanning"
11"stark"
12"reminder"
66.67% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow2
found
0
label"jaw/fists clenched"
count1
1
label"sent a shiver through"
count1
highlights
0"jaw clenched"
1"sent a jolt through"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences107
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences107
filterMatches
0"see"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences141
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen41
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans10
markdownWords17
totalWords1347
ratio0.013
matches
0"his"
1"Malphora"
2"chérie"
3"click"
4"projects"
5"Mon Dieu"
6"The Lesser Key of Solomon"
7"you"
8"chérie"
9"I see you."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions23
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions23
wordCount1084
uniqueNames9
maxNameDensity0.83
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity2
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Moreau3
Evan3
French1
Lesser1
Key1
Brick1
Lane1
Lucien9
Should3
persons
0"Moreau"
1"Evan"
2"Lucien"
3"Should"
places
0"Brick"
1"Lane"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences71
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.742
wordCount1347
matches
0"not a strand dare out of place, but the faint shadow of stubble along his jaw suggested he hadn’"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences141
matches
0"like that, the"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs61
mean22.08
std18.12
cv0.821
sampleLengths
065
158
217
364
430
516
658
711
813
933
1049
117
1253
137
1411
1553
1621
1721
1859
1918
2035
217
2211
2350
249
2512
268
274
2824
2923
3015
317
3231
337
3419
3528
367
3737
385
3917
406
415
4265
4325
4412
453
4613
4710
4820
493
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences107
matches
0"was slicked"
98.48% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount3
totalVerbs197
matches
0"was looking"
1"was looking"
2"was standing"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount13
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences9
totalSentences141
ratio0.064
matches
0"Should’ve remembered the way his voice could curl around her ribs like smoke, how his heterochromatic gaze—one eye amber, one black as a bruise—could make her forget every reason she’d walked away."
1"“Rory.” Her name in his mouth was a sin—smooth, deliberate, with just enough of an accent to make it sound like a secret."
2"His cane tapped once against the floor—*click*—and she knew the blade inside was already unsheathed in his mind."
3"“Is it?” He took a step closer, the bergamot scent stronger now, mixed with something metallic—his cologne, or maybe just the taste of her own pulse in her mouth."
4"“Projects? *Mon Dieu*, you always did have a flair for understatement.” He reached out, his fingers brushing the spine of a book on the nearest stack—*The Lesser Key of Solomon*, its leather cover worn."
5"But the way he was looking at her—like she was a puzzle he’d spent years trying to solve, like she was the only thing in the world worth figuring out—made her stomach twist."
6"If he found her now—"
7"But the way he was looking at her—like she was the only thing in the world worth fighting for—made her want to lean in."
8"But the photo was a reminder—some threats didn’t care about strength or pride."
85.37% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1093
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount62
adverbRatio0.056724611161939616
lyAdverbCount16
lyAdverbRatio0.01463860933211345
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences141
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences141
mean9.55
std7.53
cv0.788
sampleLengths
011
118
226
310
49
532
617
78
89
916
1013
1126
125
134
1423
157
169
177
183
1940
2015
213
228
2312
241
257
2617
279
2817
2910
3018
312
322
334
343
3525
3620
375
383
394
403
418
422
431
4429
4521
463
477
486
498
52.72% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats4
diversityRatio0.3333333333333333
totalSentences141
uniqueOpeners47
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount5
totalSentences99
matches
0"Instead, his gaze flicked past"
1"Instead, his hand closed around"
2"Instead, she said,"
3"Then his phone buzzed in"
4"Instead, he turned the phone"
ratio0.051
38.18% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount45
totalSentences99
matches
0"She should’ve known better than"
1"His platinum hair was slicked"
2"Her name in his mouth"
3"Her fingers twitched toward the"
4"He didn’t answer."
5"She didn’t move."
6"She stepped back before she"
7"He stepped inside, the door"
8"His cane tapped once against"
9"She crossed her arms."
10"His gaze dropped to the"
11"He’d never asked about it."
12"he said simply"
13"He took a step closer,"
14"His voice dropped, the French"
15"She should’ve known he’d find"
16"she said, chin lifting"
17"His laugh was a dark,"
18"He reached out, his fingers"
19"His gaze snapped back to"
ratio0.455
86.26% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount74
totalSentences99
matches
0"The third deadbolt clicked like"
1"Rory’s fingers stilled on the"
2"The distorted fishbowl view showed"
3"She should’ve known better than"
4"The chain rattled as she"
5"The door swung open before"
6"Lucien Moreau leaned against the"
7"The scent of bergamot and"
8"His platinum hair was slicked"
9"Both were equally likely."
10"Her name in his mouth"
11"Her fingers twitched toward the"
12"He didn’t answer."
13"She didn’t move."
14"A slow smile curved his"
15"The word hit like a"
16"She stepped back before she"
17"He stepped inside, the door"
18"The space suddenly felt too"
19"His cane tapped once against"
ratio0.747
50.51% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences99
matches
0"If he found her now—"
ratio0.01
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences39
technicalSentenceCount1
matches
0"It was standing on her doorstep, breathing down her neck."
29.76% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags21
uselessAdditionCount4
matches
0"He stepped, the door clicking shut behind him with finality"
1"His voice dropped, the French lilt thickening"
2"she asked, voice steadier than she felt"
3"she said, her voice barely above a whisper"
95.45% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags11
fancyCount3
fancyTags
0"His gaze snapped back (snap)"
1"Lucien agreed (agree)"
2"she demanded (demand)"
dialogueSentences55
tagDensity0.2
leniency0.4
rawRatio0.273
effectiveRatio0.109
82.6835%