Run: 2026-02-20-01KHXQ2S58K4RFDX9G8DCJ2EZB

Run Details

Duration:
53.2s
Cost:
$0.006188
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 narrow hallway. Rory’s fingers stilled on the brass, her breath catching as the familiar scent of bergamot and old books seeped under the door. *No. Impossible.* She hadn’t smelled that particular blend of arrogance and expensive cologne in three years, two months, and—if she were being precise—eighteen days. Not since the night she’d left his flat with her dignity in tatters and his cufflinks still warm in her palm. A knock. Three sharp raps, then the pause of a man who knew exactly how long to wait before speaking. “Aurora.” His voice, low and rough-edged like gravel under silk, slid through the wood. “I know you’re there. The cat’s been staring at me for five minutes.” Ptolemy chose that moment to wind himself around her ankles, purring like a traitor. Rory exhaled through her nose, fingers tightening around the door handle. She should’ve known better than to answer. Should’ve left him standing in the dim hallway of Eva’s flat, his polished shoes scuffing against the peeling linoleum. But curiosity had always been her vice, and Lucien Moreau had always been her weakness. The door swung open. He filled the frame—charcoal suit hugging shoulders that had once been her shelter, heterochromatic eyes locking onto hers with the precision of a blade finding its sheath. The amber one gleamed with something dangerously close to amusement. The black one, as always, gave nothing away. His cane tapped once against the threshold, the sound impossibly loud in the sudden silence. “Christ,” he murmured. “You’ve cut your hair.” Rory’s hand flew to the ends of her shoulder-length black hair before she could stop herself. “What do you want, Luc?” His lips quirked. Not quite a smile. Never quite a smile with him. “An invitation would be polite.” “Polite left the building the night you—” She cut herself off, jaw clenching. The past was a landmine, and she’d nearly stepped on it twice already. Lucien’s gaze flicked to her wrist—the crescent scar peeking out from under her sleeve—and something dark and hungry passed behind his eyes. “The night I what, *chérie*?” The endearment, soft as a caress, sent a traitorous shiver down her spine. She stepped back, forcing him to either enter or retreat. He chose the former, of course. The man had never retreated from anything in his life. The flat swallowed him whole. Too much of him in too small a space—his presence pressing against the stacks of books, the scent of him mingling with Eva’s sandalwood incense, the sheer *weight* of him tilting the axis of the room. Ptolemy abandoned Rory instantly, rubbing against Lucien’s trouser leg with the enthusiasm of a long-lost admirer. “Traitor,” Rory muttered. Lucien bent gracefully, scratching behind the cat’s ears. “Animals have excellent judgement.” “So do fleas. Doesn’t make them welcome in my flat.” That earned her a real smile—sharp and quick as a blade’s flash. “Our flat, last I checked.” She crossed her arms. “Eva’s flat. And you’re not on the lease.” “No.” He straightened, his cane resting against the armchair. “But I *am* the one who paid the deposit when your friend’s landlord threatened to evict her for ‘suspicious herbal practices.’” Rory’s stomach twisted. *Damn him.* “That was a one-time favour.” “Favours are my currency.” His gaze roamed the room, lingering on the open grimoire on the coffee table, the half-empty teacup, the way her fingers drummed against her elbow. “You’ve been burning the midnight oil.” “None of your business.” “Everything’s my business.” He reached into his jacket, producing a slim envelope. “Especially when it involves demonic sigils carved into the alley behind Golden Empress.” The air left her lungs. *Shit.* Lucien tossed the envelope onto the table. Photos spilled out—grainy, taken at night, but unmistakable: the same jagged symbols she’d spent the last week researching, now scored into brickwork behind Yu-Fei’s restaurant. Her restaurant. *Her* responsibility. “You’re working for Cheung again,” he said, not a question. Rory swallowed. “Part-time deliveries. That’s all.” “Liar.” The word was soft, almost affectionate. “You’ve never been good at playing dumb, *petite souricette*. It doesn’t suit you.” Her pulse jumped. *Little mouse.* The nickname he’d used when she was tangled in his sheets, when his hands had mapped every inch of her skin. When she’d been foolish enough to think she understood him. She snatched the photos, shuffling them like a guilty hand of cards. “What do you want, Luc? Money? Information? Or are you just here to gloat?” His cane tapped once. Twice. A slow, deliberate rhythm. “I want to know why a human with no magical blood is tracing Avarosian binding runes in the heart of my territory.” The words hit like a physical blow. *Avaros.* His father’s realm. The place he’d spent a lifetime trying to outrun. Rory’s fingers trembled around the photos. “It’s not what you think.” “Then enlighten me.” He stepped closer, the heat of him radiating through the thin fabric of her jumper. “Because from where I’m standing, it looks like you’re either incredibly stupid or suicidal. And you, Aurora Carter, are neither.” She lifted her chin, meeting his gaze even as her pulse hammered in her throat. “Someone’s been leaving offerings. Blood. Bones. *Children’s teeth.*” Lucien went very still. The air between them thickened, charged like the moment before a storm. “You should’ve come to me.” “Why?” The word tore free before she could stop it. “So you could laugh in my face? Tell me I’m imagining things? Or worse—*use* it as leverage?” His jaw tightened. “You think that’s all we were? Leverage?” “Wasn’t it?” Her voice cracked. *Damn it.* “You made it clear where I stood the night you—” “The night I *what*?” His cane hit the floor hard enough to make her flinch. “The night I told you the truth? The night I warned you what I was?” “You *showed* me what you were!” The words exploded out of her, three years of buried hurt and humiliation surfacing at once. “You let me see you *feed.* You let me think I was—” She cut herself off, chest heaving. Lucien’s free hand fisted at his side. “You were never food.” “Then what was I?” Her eyes burned. “A pet project? A human curiosity? Something to *play* with until you got bored?” “You were the only goddamn thing that ever made me feel *human*,” he snarled. The confession hung between them, raw and bleeding. Rory’s breath came in short, sharp gasps, her fingers digging into her palms hard enough to draw crescents of pain. The flat felt too small, the walls pressing in, the past rising like a tide to drown them both. Lucien’s chest rose and fell, his heterochromatic gaze locked onto hers with the intensity of a man standing on the edge of a cliff. Then, deliberately, he reached up and loosened his tie. The silk whispered against his collar as he tugged it free, his fingers never leaving her face. “Three years,” he said, voice rough. “Three years I’ve stayed away because you asked me to. Three years I’ve let you pretend I don’t exist.” His thumb brushed her lower lip, sending a jolt through her. “But you *know* where I live. You *know* how to find me. So don’t stand there and lie to my face about why you didn’t come.” Her lips parted under his touch, her body traitorously leaning into the familiar warmth of him. “I *hate* you.” His mouth curved, bitter and beautiful. “No, *chérie*.” His hand slid to her nape, fingers tangling in her hair. “You don’t.” And then he kissed her. It wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t sweet. It was three years of hunger and anger and longing, poured into the crush of his mouth against hers, the bite of his teeth on her lower lip, the way his cane clattered to the floor as his free hand gripped her hip, yanking her against him. Rory gasped, her hands flying to his chest—whether to push him away or pull him closer, she didn’t know. His suit jacket was fine wool under her palms, the muscle beneath it unyielding. A growl vibrated in his throat as her nails dug in, her body arching into his despite every warning bell screaming in her head. His tongue swept into her mouth, tasting of whiskey and sin, and for a heartbeat, she let herself drown in it. Let herself pretend the last three years hadn’t happened. Let herself pretend he hadn’t broken her. Then she bit him. Lucien jerked back with a hiss, his thumb coming away smeared with red. His eyes burned, amber and black, his chest rising and falling like he’d run a marathon. Rory wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her lips swollen, her heart a wild thing in her ribs. “Get out.” For a long moment, he didn’t move. Then, slowly, he bent and retrieved his cane. His tie hung loose around his neck, his hair—usually impeccable—was tousled where her fingers had gripped it. He looked every inch the demon he was. “This isn’t over,” he said, his voice a blade wrapped in velvet. “It was over the night you showed me what you *really* are.” His laugh was a dark, broken thing. “You have no idea what I really am, Aurora.” He adjusted his cuffs, the picture of composure once more. “But you’re about to find out.” The door clicked shut behind him. Rory stood there, trembling, the taste of him still on her lips, the photos of the sigils scattered at her feet like a warning. Outside, the first drops of rain began to fall.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags21
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences56
tagDensity0.375
leniency0.75
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
84.57% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1620
totalAiIsmAdverbs5
found
0
adverb"very"
count1
1
adverb"deliberately"
count1
2
adverb"slowly"
count1
3
adverb"really"
count2
highlights
0"very"
1"deliberately"
2"slowly"
3"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)
41.36% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1620
totalAiIsms19
found
0
word"familiar"
count2
1
word"silk"
count2
2
word"silence"
count1
3
word"clenching"
count1
4
word"flicked"
count1
5
word"down her spine"
count1
6
word"weight"
count1
7
word"stomach"
count1
8
word"pulse"
count2
9
word"tracing"
count1
10
word"trembled"
count1
11
word"charged"
count1
12
word"intensity"
count1
13
word"warmth"
count1
14
word"vibrated"
count1
15
word"velvet"
count1
highlights
0"familiar"
1"silk"
2"silence"
3"clenching"
4"flicked"
5"down her spine"
6"weight"
7"stomach"
8"pulse"
9"tracing"
10"trembled"
11"charged"
12"intensity"
13"warmth"
14"vibrated"
15"velvet"
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
narrationSentences111
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences111
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences143
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen47
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans23
markdownWords29
totalWords1604
ratio0.018
matches
0"No. Impossible."
1"chérie"
2"weight"
3"am"
4"Damn him."
5"Shit."
6"Her"
7"petite souricette"
8"Little mouse."
9"Avaros."
10"Children’s teeth."
11"use"
12"Damn it."
13"what"
14"showed"
15"feed."
16"play"
17"human"
18"know"
19"know"
20"hate"
21"chérie"
22"really"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions12
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
99.32% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions27
wordCount1184
uniqueNames6
maxNameDensity1.01
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity2
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Ptolemy2
Eva2
Lucien9
Moreau1
Rory12
Yu-Fei1
persons
0"Ptolemy"
1"Eva"
2"Lucien"
3"Moreau"
4"Rory"
5"Yu-Fei"
places(empty)
globalScore0.993
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences78
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1604
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences143
matches
0"chose that moment"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs63
mean25.46
std18.27
cv0.718
sampleLengths
078
120
227
314
452
54
660
77
821
918
1026
1127
1239
1357
143
1512
1610
1717
1812
1930
2010
2135
224
2325
246
2536
2610
276
2820
2936
3026
3131
3220
3311
3438
3523
3621
3727
3810
3917
4030
4140
4211
4321
4414
4547
4650
4762
4819
4921
98.94% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences111
matches
0"was tangled"
1"was tousled"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs190
matches
0"were being"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount11
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences8
totalSentences143
ratio0.056
matches
0"Impossible.* She hadn’t smelled that particular blend of arrogance and expensive cologne in three years, two months, and—if she were being precise—eighteen days."
1"He filled the frame—charcoal suit hugging shoulders that had once been her shelter, heterochromatic eyes locking onto hers with the precision of a blade finding its sheath."
2"Lucien’s gaze flicked to her wrist—the crescent scar peeking out from under her sleeve—and something dark and hungry passed behind his eyes."
3"Too much of him in too small a space—his presence pressing against the stacks of books, the scent of him mingling with Eva’s sandalwood incense, the sheer *weight* of him tilting the axis of the room."
4"That earned her a real smile—sharp and quick as a blade’s flash."
5"Photos spilled out—grainy, taken at night, but unmistakable: the same jagged symbols she’d spent the last week researching, now scored into brickwork behind Yu-Fei’s restaurant."
6"Rory gasped, her hands flying to his chest—whether to push him away or pull him closer, she didn’t know."
7"His tie hung loose around his neck, his hair—usually impeccable—was tousled where her fingers had gripped it."
95.59% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1199
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount54
adverbRatio0.045037531276063386
lyAdverbCount10
lyAdverbRatio0.008340283569641367
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences143
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences143
mean11.22
std7.81
cv0.696
sampleLengths
011
122
21
323
421
52
618
714
813
914
1011
117
1219
1315
144
1527
1610
178
1815
193
204
2116
225
233
244
256
265
2713
2813
2922
305
3113
3210
336
3410
355
3636
3716
383
398
404
4110
4212
435
444
458
469
4721
483
497
57.11% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats10
diversityRatio0.38461538461538464
totalSentences143
uniqueOpeners55
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences99
matches
0"Too much of him in"
1"Then, deliberately, he reached up"
2"Then she bit him."
3"Then, slowly, he bent and"
ratio0.04
62.42% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount39
totalSentences99
matches
0"His voice, low and rough-edged"
1"She should’ve known better than"
2"He filled the frame—charcoal suit"
3"His cane tapped once against"
4"His lips quirked."
5"She cut herself off, jaw"
6"She stepped back, forcing him"
7"He chose the former, of"
8"She crossed her arms."
9"He straightened, his cane resting"
10"His gaze roamed the room,"
11"He reached into his jacket,"
12"he said, not a question"
13"Her pulse jumped."
14"She snatched the photos, shuffling"
15"His cane tapped once."
16"He stepped closer, the heat"
17"She lifted her chin, meeting"
18"His jaw tightened."
19"Her voice cracked"
ratio0.394
50.91% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount81
totalSentences99
matches
0"The third deadbolt clicked like"
1"Rory’s fingers stilled on the"
2"His voice, low and rough-edged"
3"Ptolemy chose that moment to"
4"Rory exhaled through her nose,"
5"She should’ve known better than"
6"The door swung open."
7"He filled the frame—charcoal suit"
8"The amber one gleamed with"
9"The black one, as always,"
10"His cane tapped once against"
11"Rory’s hand flew to the"
12"His lips quirked."
13"She cut herself off, jaw"
14"The past was a landmine,"
15"Lucien’s gaze flicked to her"
16"The endearment, soft as a"
17"She stepped back, forcing him"
18"He chose the former, of"
19"The man had never retreated"
ratio0.818
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences99
matches(empty)
ratio0
91.84% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences42
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"He filled the frame—charcoal suit hugging shoulders that had once been her shelter, heterochromatic eyes locking onto hers with the precision of a blade finding…"
1"It was three years of hunger and anger and longing, poured into the crush of his mouth against hers, the bite of his teeth on her lower lip, the way his cane cl…"
2"His eyes burned, amber and black, his chest rising and falling like he’d run a marathon."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags21
uselessAdditionCount7
matches
0"She cut, jaw clenching"
1"He straightened, his cane resting against the armchair"
2"She cut, chest heaving"
3"he said, voice rough"
4"His hand slid, fingers tangling in her hair"
5"he said, his voice a blade wrapped in velvet"
6"He adjusted, the picture of composure once more"
96.43% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags6
fancyCount3
fancyTags
0"he murmured (murmur)"
1"Rory muttered (mutter)"
2"he snarled (snarl)"
dialogueSentences56
tagDensity0.107
leniency0.214
rawRatio0.5
effectiveRatio0.107
82.6164%