Run: 2026-02-20-01KHXQE8QYQ6ESCH75401MK7DK

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47.9s
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$0.006202
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You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Romance genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4415" name="Lucien Moreau" aliases="Lucien, Luc, the Frenchman" pronouns="he/him" species="Half-Demon" storyRole="Ally"> <eyeColor>heterochromatic — one amber, one black</eyeColor> <hair>slicked-back platinum blond</hair> <height>5'11"</height> <age>32</age> <cane>ivory-handled cane that conceals a thin blade</cane> <dress>tailored charcoal suits</dress> <description>An impeccably dressed fixer and information broker in London's supernatural underworld. He speaks four languages fluently.</description> <backstory>Born in Marseille to a human mother and a demon father from the realm of Avaros.</backstory> </character> <location id="858" name="Eva's Flat" aliases="Eva's place, the flat on Brick Lane" realm="Earth"> <cat>tabby cat named Ptolemy</cat> <security>three deadbolts on the front door</security> <description>A cramped one-bedroom flat above a curry house on Brick Lane, East London. Every surface is covered with books, scrolls, and research notes.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the romance genre. Two people who parted on complicated terms are forced together again when one shows up unannounced at the other's flat. There's history between them — attraction, hurt, and things left unsaid. Write the scene from the moment the door opens. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The third deadbolt clicked like a gunshot in the silence. Aurora froze, fingers still wrapped around the cold metal, her breath catching as the familiar scent of bergamot and aged leather seeped under the door. No one else wore that damn cologne. No one else could make her pulse stutter with just a knock. She should’ve known better than to open it. The door swung inward before she could second-guess herself, revealing Lucien Moreau in all his infuriating glory—charcoal suit immaculate, platinum hair slicked back like he’d just stepped out of a board meeting instead of whatever shadowy underworld dealings he’d been tangled in. His heterochromatic gaze locked onto hers, amber and black swirling with something dangerously close to amusement. “Rory.” His voice was smooth, rich, the kind of sound that belonged in smoky jazz clubs and backroom deals. “Aren’t you going to invite me in?” She didn’t move. Didn’t blink. Just gripped the doorframe like it was the only thing keeping her upright. “How the hell did you find me?” A slow, knowing smile curled his lips. “Darling, if I wanted to find you, a flimsy spell and three locks wouldn’t stop me.” Her fingers twitched. Three locks he’d just picked without breaking a sweat. Of course. Lucien stepped forward, forcing her back or risk being run over. He chose his battles carefully—always had—and this wasn’t one of them. The door clicked shut behind him, the sound final, suffocating. The flat suddenly felt half its size. Eva’s flat. *Her* flat now, technically, since Eva had buggered off to god-knows-where with that warlock from Brighton. The thought was a lifeline, something to cling to besides the way his cologne wrapped around her like a second skin. “You’ve redecorated,” he observed, eyes flicking over the stacks of books, the half-empty teacups, the tabby cat currently glaring at him from atop a precarious pile of scrolls. Ptolemy’s tail lashed like a metronome set to *pissed off*. “Don’t touch anything.” Lucien ignored her, trailing a finger along the spine of a leather-bound grimoire. “Still drowning in other people’s problems, I see.” Her molars ground. “What do you want?” He turned then, full and deliberate, the movement predatory. The cane—ivory handle gleaming—tapped once against the hardwood. “Can’t a man visit an old friend?” “Friends don’t vanish for six months.” The words slipped out before she could stop them, raw and bitter. *Damn it.* His expression didn’t change. Didn’t falter. But something dark flickered in his gaze, there and gone like a shadow. “No. They don’t.” Silence. Thick and heavy, pressing between them like a third presence. Aurora crossed her arms, nails digging crescents into her palms. “You didn’t come here to apologise.” “No,” he agreed. “I came because you’re in trouble.” She barked a laugh. “I’m *always* in trouble. It’s practically my middle name.” “Aurora *Danger* Carter.” The way he said it, slow and deliberate, sent a traitorous shiver down her spine. “This is different.” “Enlighten me.” He reached into his jacket. She tensed, but all he produced was a folded slip of paper, the edges singed. “Recognise this?” She took it, unfolding the brittle parchment carefully. The symbols burned into the surface were familiar—too familiar. The same ones she’d spent the last three nights deciphering in Eva’s notes, the same ones that had turned up on the corpse in the alley behind the Golden Empress. The same ones that had made Yu-Fei’s face go sheet-white when she’d shown him the photo. “Where did you get this?” “A mutual acquaintance.” His jaw tightened. “One who’s currently missing half his fingers and all his patience.” Her stomach dropped. “Shit.” “Indeed.” Lucien’s voice was steel wrapped in velvet. “You’ve been poking around in things that don’t concern you.” “Since when do you care about what I poke around in?” The cane tapped again. Once. Twice. A rhythm like a countdown. “Since it involves the Malphor.” The name hit like a physical blow. Her breath stuttered, the parchment crumpling in her grip. “You’re lying.” “Am I?” He stepped closer, close enough that she could see the faint scar bisecting his left eyebrow, the one he’d gotten in Marseille when a deal went south. Close enough to see the way his pupils dilated, just slightly, when he looked at her. “You’ve been asking questions, *chérie*. Dangerous ones.” “I was hired to—” “You were hired to deliver takeaway and mind your own business.” His voice dropped, low and lethal. “But you’ve never been good at following orders.” Her chin lifted. “No. I haven’t.” For a heartbeat, neither moved. The air between them crackled, charged with something far more volatile than anger. Then Lucien exhaled, sharp and controlled, like he was reining in something wild. “They know you’re looking.” His fingers brushed her wrist—accidental or deliberate, she couldn’t tell. The contact burned. “And they’re not the forgiving type.” She yanked her arm back. “I can handle myself.” “Can you?” His laugh was humourless. “Last time you tangled with this lot, you ended up with a knife in your ribs and a week in hospital. Or did you forget?” She hadn’t forgotten. The scar on her wrist—twin to the one on her soul—ached in memory. “I’m not the same person I was then.” “Aren’t you?” His gaze raked over her, slow and deliberate, lingering on the dark circles under her eyes, the way her fingers trembled when she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “You still run toward danger like it’s a lover calling your name.” “And you still talk like you’ve swallowed a thesaurus.” A ghost of a smile. “Some things never change.” She should’ve kicked him out. Should’ve slammed the door in his face and bolted all three locks again. But the parchment in her hand was a brand, the symbols searing into her skin. The Malphor weren’t just a myth. They were real, and they were here, and if Lucien was warning her off, then she was in deeper than she’d realised. “What do they want?” His expression shuttered. “The same thing they always want.” A beat. “You.” The words hung between them, heavy with implication. She swallowed. “Me, specifically?” “Your bloodline.” His voice was flat, clinical. “Your *gift*.” Her gift. The thing that had made her a target since she was old enough to understand what the whispers meant. The thing that had driven Evan to— No. She wasn’t going there. Not now. “And let me guess,” she said, forcing her voice steady. “You’re here to *protect* me.” “I’m here to keep you from getting yourself killed.” His fingers flexed around the cane. “Again.” “How noble.” “How stupid.” He crowded her then, backing her up against the wall of bookshelves. The spines dug into her shoulder blades, the scent of old paper and his cologne a dizzying mix. “You think this is a game, Rory? You think you can dance with devils and not get burned?” She tilted her chin up, refusing to cower. “I’ve danced with worse.” His free hand came up, bracketing her against the shelves, his body a line of heat along hers. “Not like this.” Her breath hitched. “Prove it.” For a heartbeat, neither moved. Then his lips crashed into hers, hard and desperate, like he was trying to exorcise something. She should’ve pushed him away. Should’ve kneed him in the gut and stormed out. But her traitorous hands fisted in his lapels, pulling him closer, and when his teeth nipped her lower lip, she gasped against his mouth. Lucien groaned, low and rough, the sound vibrating through her. His cane clattered to the floor as his hands slid into her hair, angling her head just so, deepening the kiss like he was memorising the shape of her. Like he’d been starving. She kissed him back, just as hungry, just as furious. Six months of radio silence, of wondering if she’d imagined the way he’d looked at her that last night, the way his voice had roughened when he’d whispered her name. Six months of telling herself she didn’t care. Liar. His hands slid down, gripping her hips, lifting her onto the edge of the desk. Papers scattered, a teacup shattered on the floor. Neither noticed. Neither cared. His mouth trailed down her throat, teeth scraping over her pulse point, and she arched into him with a sound that was half moan, half growl. Then his fingers brushed the scar on her wrist. He froze. She froze. The moment shattered like the teacup, reality crashing back in. What the hell was she doing? What the hell was *he* doing? Aurora shoved him back, chest heaving. “Get out.” Lucien didn’t move. His breath was ragged, his lips swollen, his eyes dark with something that looked suspiciously like regret. “Rory—” “*Get out.*” For a second, she thought he’d argue. Thought he’d pull her back in, kiss her senseless again, make her forget why this was a terrible idea. But then he stepped back, snatching his cane from the floor. The mask slid back into place, smooth and unreadable. “Fine.” His voice was ice. “But when they come for you—and they *will*—don’t say I didn’t warn you.” The door slammed behind him. Aurora stood there, trembling, the taste of him still on her lips, the weight of his warning pressing down on her like a tombstone. Ptolemy yowled from the couch. She ignored him, snatching up the parchment again, the symbols blurring as her hands shook. The Malphor were coming. And Lucien Moreau had just kissed her like it was the last time.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags14
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"His fingers flexed around [around]"
dialogueSentences65
tagDensity0.215
leniency0.431
rawRatio0.071
effectiveRatio0.031
87.55% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1606
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"carefully"
count2
1
adverb"suddenly"
count1
2
adverb"slightly"
count1
highlights
0"carefully"
1"suddenly"
2"slightly"
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)
28.39% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1606
totalAiIsms23
found
0
word"silence"
count3
1
word"familiar"
count3
2
word"pulse"
count2
3
word"gleaming"
count1
4
word"flickered"
count1
5
word"down her spine"
count1
6
word"stomach"
count1
7
word"velvet"
count1
8
word"eyebrow"
count1
9
word"charged"
count1
10
word"trembled"
count1
11
word"searing"
count1
12
word"implication"
count1
13
word"dance"
count1
14
word"shattered"
count2
15
word"unreadable"
count1
16
word"weight"
count1
highlights
0"silence"
1"familiar"
2"pulse"
3"gleaming"
4"flickered"
5"down her spine"
6"stomach"
7"velvet"
8"eyebrow"
9"charged"
10"trembled"
11"searing"
12"implication"
13"dance"
14"shattered"
15"unreadable"
16"weight"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"stomach dropped/sank"
count1
highlights
0"stomach dropped"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences129
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences129
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences176
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen44
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans11
markdownWords14
totalWords1589
ratio0.009
matches
0"Her"
1"pissed off"
2"Damn it."
3"always"
4"Danger"
5"chérie"
6"gift"
7"protect"
8"he"
9"Get out."
10"will"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions15
unquotedAttributions1
matches
0"But her traitorous hands fisted in his lapels, pulling him closer, and when his teeth nipped her lower lip, she gasped a…"
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions29
wordCount1247
uniqueNames13
maxNameDensity0.72
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity1
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Lucien9
Moreau2
Eva3
Brighton1
Ptolemy2
Golden1
Empress1
Yu-Fei1
Marseille1
Close1
Malphor2
Evan1
Aurora4
persons
0"Lucien"
1"Moreau"
2"Eva"
3"Ptolemy"
4"Yu-Fei"
5"Evan"
6"Aurora"
places
0"Brighton"
1"Marseille"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences80
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1589
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences176
matches
0"wore that damn"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs78
mean20.37
std16.27
cv0.799
sampleLengths
010
144
28
358
426
525
623
714
839
939
1038
113
1221
137
1424
1520
1622
1711
1816
199
2013
2121
222
2322
2463
255
2617
274
2818
2911
3016
3118
3252
334
3425
356
3631
3723
389
3931
4024
4145
429
439
4461
454
4612
4712
489
4928
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences129
matches
0"been tangled"
30.51% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount6
totalVerbs236
matches
0"was reining"
1"was warning"
2"wasn’t going"
3"was trying"
4"was memorising"
5"were coming"
29.22% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount10
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences7
totalSentences176
ratio0.04
matches
0"The door swung inward before she could second-guess herself, revealing Lucien Moreau in all his infuriating glory—charcoal suit immaculate, platinum hair slicked back like he’d just stepped out of a board meeting instead of whatever shadowy underworld dealings he’d been tangled in."
1"He chose his battles carefully—always had—and this wasn’t one of them."
2"The cane—ivory handle gleaming—tapped once against the hardwood."
3"The symbols burned into the surface were familiar—too familiar."
4"“They know you’re looking.” His fingers brushed her wrist—accidental or deliberate, she couldn’t tell."
5"The scar on her wrist—twin to the one on her soul—ached in memory."
6"The thing that had driven Evan to—"
96.90% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1263
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount55
adverbRatio0.043547110055423596
lyAdverbCount9
lyAdverbRatio0.007125890736342043
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences176
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences176
mean9.03
std7.41
cv0.821
sampleLengths
010
125
27
312
48
542
616
719
87
93
102
1113
127
137
1416
153
169
172
1811
1911
2010
217
222
2316
2421
2528
2610
273
2813
298
303
314
329
338
347
3518
362
374
382
3913
403
411
4210
4310
446
453
466
474
489
4918
53.03% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats10
diversityRatio0.3522727272727273
totalSentences176
uniqueOpeners62
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences110
matches
0"Just gripped the doorframe like"
1"Then Lucien exhaled, sharp and"
2"Then his lips crashed into"
3"Then his fingers brushed the"
ratio0.036
56.36% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount45
totalSentences110
matches
0"She should’ve known better than"
1"His heterochromatic gaze locked onto"
2"His voice was smooth, rich,"
3"She didn’t move."
4"Her fingers twitched."
5"He chose his battles carefully—always"
6"*Her* flat now, technically, since"
7"he observed, eyes flicking over"
8"Her molars ground."
9"He turned then, full and"
10"His expression didn’t change."
11"She barked a laugh."
12"He reached into his jacket."
13"She tensed, but all he"
14"She took it, unfolding the"
15"His jaw tightened"
16"Her stomach dropped."
17"Her breath stuttered, the parchment"
18"He stepped closer, close enough"
19"His voice dropped, low and"
ratio0.409
73.64% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount85
totalSentences110
matches
0"The third deadbolt clicked like"
1"Aurora froze, fingers still wrapped"
2"She should’ve known better than"
3"The door swung inward before"
4"His heterochromatic gaze locked onto"
5"His voice was smooth, rich,"
6"She didn’t move."
7"A slow, knowing smile curled"
8"Her fingers twitched."
9"Lucien stepped forward, forcing her"
10"He chose his battles carefully—always"
11"The door clicked shut behind"
12"The flat suddenly felt half"
13"*Her* flat now, technically, since"
14"The thought was a lifeline,"
15"he observed, eyes flicking over"
16"Ptolemy’s tail lashed like a"
17"Lucien ignored her, trailing a"
18"Her molars ground."
19"He turned then, full and"
ratio0.773
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences110
matches(empty)
ratio0
49.69% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences46
technicalSentenceCount6
matches
0"The same ones she’d spent the last three nights deciphering in Eva’s notes, the same ones that had turned up on the corpse in the alley behind the Golden Empres…"
1"The same ones that had made Yu-Fei’s face go sheet-white when she’d shown him the photo."
2"His cane clattered to the floor as his hands slid into her hair, angling her head just so, deepening the kiss like he was memorising the shape of her."
3"His hands slid down, gripping her hips, lifting her onto the edge of the desk."
4"His mouth trailed down her throat, teeth scraping over her pulse point, and she arched into him with a sound that was half moan, half growl."
5"His breath was ragged, his lips swollen, his eyes dark with something that looked suspiciously like regret."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags14
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags4
fancyCount2
fancyTags
0"he observed (observe)"
1"he agreed (agree)"
dialogueSentences65
tagDensity0.062
leniency0.123
rawRatio0.5
effectiveRatio0.062
83.5095%