Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY8EXAG0PPC9596MJCZX55C

Run Details

Model:
Grok 4
Duration:
1m 31s
Cost:
$0.054057
Provider:
xAI

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 knock came again, sharper this time, rattling the three deadbolts on Eva's door. Rory froze midway through stacking another pile of ancient scrolls on the cluttered kitchen table, her pulse kicking up a notch. Ptolemy, the tabby cat, arched his back from his perch on a stack of grimoires and hissed at the sound. She wiped her hands on her jeans, glancing at the clock—half past midnight. Eva had left for some obscure occult conference in Edinburgh hours ago, muttering about cursed artifacts and unreliable trains. Who the hell turned up at this hour on Brick Lane? She approached the door, fingers brushing the small crescent scar on her left wrist—a habit when tension coiled in her gut. One deadbolt clicked open, then another. The third always stuck. She yanked it free and swung the door wide. Lucien Moreau filled the frame, his heterochromatic eyes—one amber, one black—locking onto hers with that familiar, predatory gleam. His platinum blond hair gleamed under the hallway's flickering bulb, slicked back as always, and his tailored charcoal suit hugged his frame like it cost more than her monthly rent. He leaned on his ivory-handled cane, the one she knew concealed a blade, and a faint smirk tugged at his lips. "Rory," he said, his voice a smooth lilt of French-accented English, each syllable precise, like he savored the taste of her name. "Miss me?" Her throat tightened. She gripped the door edge, fighting the urge to slam it shut. Three months since their last encounter—the one that ended with shouts in a rain-slicked alley behind Silas' bar, her accusations of secrets and lies, his cool deflection that cut deeper than any knife. Attraction had burned between them like a fuse, but so had the hurt, the unsaid truths about his demonic heritage and her own fractured past. She'd walked away, or tried to. Now here he stood, unannounced, on Eva's doorstep. "What are you doing here?" She kept her tone even, cool-headed as always, but her bright blue eyes narrowed. Ptolemy slunk forward, rubbing against her leg with a low growl aimed at the intruder. Lucien's gaze flicked to the cat, then back to her, amusement flickering in that mismatched stare. "Charming welcome. Eva's guardian beast, I presume? Suits the place." He didn't wait for an invitation, stepping inside with the casual arrogance of someone who owned every room he entered. The scent of his cologne—sandalwood and something darker, like brimstone—wafted in, mingling with the curry spices drifting up from the shop below. She closed the door behind him, the deadbolts snapping back into place with deliberate clicks. No point pretending this wasn't happening. "Eva's out of town. If you're looking for her occult expertise, try again next week." He turned, his cane tapping softly against the worn floorboards littered with research notes and half-open books. The cramped flat felt even smaller with him in it, every surface buried under Eva's chaos: yellowed scrolls depicting demonic sigils, leather-bound tomes on supernatural lore, a forgotten mug of tea balanced precariously on a stack of manuscripts. Lucien's presence dominated it all, his 5'11" frame casting a long shadow across the room. "Not Eva." He set his cane against the wall and shrugged out of his suit jacket, draping it over the back of a chair piled with notes. His shirt sleeves rolled up, revealing forearms corded with muscle—a reminder that his polished exterior hid something far more dangerous. "You." Her stomach twisted. She crossed her arms, leaning against the kitchen counter to put some distance between them. The last time they'd been this close, his hands had mapped her skin in a haze of whispered promises, right before she discovered the file on her abusive ex, Evan—the one Lucien had "handled" without telling her. Attraction, yes, but trust? Shattered. "We said everything that needed saying. Or didn't you get the memo when I told you to stay the hell away?" Lucien's smirk faded, replaced by a flicker of something raw in his black eye—the demonic one, she always thought. He moved closer, navigating the clutter with ease, like he belonged here. "Memos aren't my style, chérie. Neither is leaving things unfinished." His fingers brushed a stray scroll on the table, unrolling it slightly to reveal inked runes that glowed faintly under his touch. Supernatural blood called to supernatural ink, another reminder of what he was: half-demon, born in Marseille to a human mother and a father from Avaros, the infernal realm. He'd never hidden it, not really, but the implications had piled up like unpaid debts. She snatched the scroll away, rolling it tight. Her straight black hair fell across her shoulder as she did, and she tucked it back with an impatient flick. "Unfinished? That's rich coming from the man who vanishes for weeks, then turns up with blood on his hands and excuses in four languages." Hurt laced her words, sharper than she'd intended. Evan had left bruises, but Lucien's secrecy had carved deeper wounds—attraction twisted into betrayal when she realized he'd orchestrated her ex's "disappearance" without a word, treating her like a problem to fix rather than a partner. He stilled, his amber eye softening while the black one remained inscrutable. "I protected you. Evan was a threat. You fled Cardiff because of him—your friend Eva dragged you here to London, to safety. I ensured he wouldn't follow." "You decided for me." She stepped forward, closing the gap despite herself, her 5'6" height forcing her to tilt her chin up to meet his gaze. Heat crackled between them, that old pull, magnetic and infuriating. Her part-time job delivering for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress kept her moving, kept her mind off him, but nights above Silas' bar echoed with memories of his touch. "Things left unsaid? Fine. Here's one: I don't need a fixer. Especially not one who treats me like another underworld deal." Lucien's hand rose, hesitating before his fingers grazed her arm—light, electric. She didn't pull away, damn it. "Not a deal. Never that." His voice dropped, the French lilt thickening with emotion he rarely showed. "You think I walked away easily? Three months of brokering information in shadows, and every lead circled back to you. To us." Ptolemy chose that moment to leap onto the table, knocking over a stack of books with a thud. Scrolls scattered, one unfurling to reveal a diagram of demonic pacts—ironic timing. Rory ignored it, her focus on Lucien's face, the way his jaw tightened. Hurt mirrored in his expression, things unsaid bubbling up. "Then why show up now? Unannounced, like some ghost from Avaros?" He released her arm, but his body stayed close, heat radiating. "Because complications don't erase attraction. Or regret." His cane remained against the wall, forgotten; instead, he reached for her hand, thumb tracing the scar on her wrist—the one from a childhood accident, a story she'd shared with him in a moment of vulnerability. "Evan's not the only shadow. There's more—threats in the underworld sniffing around you. Your quick thinking, your out-of-the-box mind... it draws attention. I came to warn you." She laughed, bitter and short, pulling her hand free but not stepping back. The flat's air thickened, curry scents mixing with the musty odor of old paper and his cologne. Bookshelves groaned under the weight of Eva's collection, shadows dancing from the single lamp's glow. "Warn me? Or control the narrative again? We parted because you couldn't be honest. Attraction? Sure. But hurt wins every time." Lucien's expression darkened, his mismatched eyes flashing. He leaned in, voice a low rumble. "Honesty? You want it? Fine. I didn't just handle Evan. I enjoyed it. Breaking him for what he did to you." His hand cupped her jaw, gentle yet firm, forcing her to hold his gaze. "And I'd do it again. Because losing you hurt more than any demonic curse." Her breath caught, pulse racing under his touch. The unsaid hung between them—love, perhaps, or something darker, twisted by their worlds. She gripped his shirt, fingers digging into the fabric, pulling him closer even as anger surged. "You bastard. You don't get to decide—" A sudden crash echoed from the hallway outside, glass shattering against the door. The deadbolts rattled violently, as if something inhuman clawed at them. Ptolemy bolted under the table with a yowl. Lucien's head snapped toward the sound, his body shifting to shield her, hand reaching for his cane. "They're here," he murmured, blade sliding free with a metallic whisper. "Faster than I thought."
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags17
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences28
tagDensity0.607
leniency1
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
89.61% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1444
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"softly"
count1
1
adverb"slightly"
count1
2
adverb"really"
count1
highlights
0"softly"
1"slightly"
2"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)
13.43% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1444
totalAiIsms25
found
0
word"pulse"
count2
1
word"tension"
count1
2
word"familiar"
count1
3
word"lilt"
count2
4
word"encounter"
count1
5
word"fractured"
count1
6
word"flicked"
count1
7
word"long shadow"
count1
8
word"reminder"
count2
9
word"stomach"
count1
10
word"shattered"
count1
11
word"flicker"
count1
12
word"navigating"
count1
13
word"magnetic"
count1
14
word"echoed"
count2
15
word"electric"
count1
16
word"tracing"
count1
17
word"weight"
count1
18
word"dancing"
count1
19
word"racing"
count1
20
word"whisper"
count1
highlights
0"pulse"
1"tension"
2"familiar"
3"lilt"
4"encounter"
5"fractured"
6"flicked"
7"long shadow"
8"reminder"
9"stomach"
10"shattered"
11"flicker"
12"navigating"
13"magnetic"
14"echoed"
15"electric"
16"tracing"
17"weight"
18"dancing"
19"racing"
20"whisper"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
highlights
0"eyes narrowed"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences67
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences67
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"tried to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences77
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen71
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1418
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions9
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions38
wordCount1040
uniqueNames19
maxNameDensity0.87
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Eva6
Edinburgh1
Brick1
Lane1
Moreau1
French-accented1
English1
Attraction2
Ptolemy4
Evan2
Lucien9
Cardiff1
London1
Heat1
Yu-Fei1
Cheung1
Golden1
Empress1
French2
persons
0"Eva"
1"Moreau"
2"Attraction"
3"Ptolemy"
4"Evan"
5"Lucien"
6"Heat"
7"Yu-Fei"
8"Cheung"
9"Empress"
places
0"Edinburgh"
1"Brick"
2"Lane"
3"Cardiff"
4"London"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences62
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.705
wordCount1418
matches
0"not really, but the implications had piled up like unpaid debts"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences77
matches
0"chose that moment"
68.50% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs23
mean61.65
std24.03
cv0.39
sampleLengths
098
140
269
324
487
534
668
736
870
948
1081
11106
1296
1339
1485
1556
1663
1781
1866
1963
2044
2149
2215
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences67
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs182
matches
0"wasn't happening"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount15
semicolonCount1
flaggedSentences13
totalSentences77
ratio0.169
matches
0"She wiped her hands on her jeans, glancing at the clock—half past midnight."
1"She approached the door, fingers brushing the small crescent scar on her left wrist—a habit when tension coiled in her gut."
2"Lucien Moreau filled the frame, his heterochromatic eyes—one amber, one black—locking onto hers with that familiar, predatory gleam."
3"Three months since their last encounter—the one that ended with shouts in a rain-slicked alley behind Silas' bar, her accusations of secrets and lies, his cool deflection that cut deeper than any knife."
4"The scent of his cologne—sandalwood and something darker, like brimstone—wafted in, mingling with the curry spices drifting up from the shop below."
5"\"Not Eva.\" He set his cane against the wall and shrugged out of his suit jacket, draping it over the back of a chair piled with notes. His shirt sleeves rolled up, revealing forearms corded with muscle—a reminder that his polished exterior hid something far more dangerous. \"You.\""
6"Her stomach twisted. She crossed her arms, leaning against the kitchen counter to put some distance between them. The last time they'd been this close, his hands had mapped her skin in a haze of whispered promises, right before she discovered the file on her abusive ex, Evan—the one Lucien had \"handled\" without telling her. Attraction, yes, but trust? Shattered. \"We said everything that needed saying."
7"Lucien's smirk faded, replaced by a flicker of something raw in his black eye—the demonic one, she always thought. He moved closer, navigating the clutter with ease, like he belonged here. \"Memos aren't my style, chérie."
8"You fled Cardiff because of him—your friend Eva dragged you here to London, to safety."
9"Lucien's hand rose, hesitating before his fingers grazed her arm—light, electric."
10"Scrolls scattered, one unfurling to reveal a diagram of demonic pacts—ironic timing."
11"\"Because complications don't erase attraction. Or regret.\" His cane remained against the wall, forgotten; instead, he reached for her hand, thumb tracing the scar on her wrist—the one from a childhood accident, a story she'd shared with him in a moment of vulnerability."
12"The unsaid hung between them—love, perhaps, or something darker, twisted by their worlds."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount735
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount26
adverbRatio0.03537414965986395
lyAdverbCount7
lyAdverbRatio0.009523809523809525
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences77
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences77
mean18.42
std13.61
cv0.739
sampleLengths
014
121
220
313
419
511
621
76
84
99
1018
1130
1221
1322
142
153
1612
1733
1825
196
208
2119
2215
2316
2430
2522
2615
276
2815
2917
3038
3115
3248
3366
3415
3536
3670
3729
3867
3915
404
4115
425
4326
4410
4528
4621
4711
486
4917
82.25% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats0
diversityRatio0.4935064935064935
totalSentences77
uniqueOpeners38
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences67
matches(empty)
ratio0
34.93% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount31
totalSentences67
matches
0"She wiped her hands on"
1"She approached the door, fingers"
2"She yanked it free and"
3"His platinum blond hair gleamed"
4"He leaned on his ivory-handled"
5"he said, his voice a"
6"Her throat tightened."
7"She gripped the door edge,"
8"She'd walked away, or tried"
9"She kept her tone even,"
10"He didn't wait for an"
11"She closed the door behind"
12"He turned, his cane tapping"
13"He set his cane against"
14"Her stomach twisted. She crossed"
15"She snatched the scroll away,"
16"He stilled, his amber eye"
17"You fled Cardiff because of"
18"I ensured he wouldn't"
19"She stepped forward, closing the"
ratio0.463
12.24% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount60
totalSentences67
matches
0"The knock came again, sharper"
1"Rory froze midway through stacking"
2"Ptolemy, the tabby cat, arched"
3"She wiped her hands on"
4"Eva had left for some"
5"She approached the door, fingers"
6"The third always stuck."
7"She yanked it free and"
8"Lucien Moreau filled the frame,"
9"His platinum blond hair gleamed"
10"He leaned on his ivory-handled"
11"he said, his voice a"
12"Her throat tightened."
13"She gripped the door edge,"
14"Attraction had burned between them"
15"She'd walked away, or tried"
16"She kept her tone even,"
17"Ptolemy slunk forward, rubbing against"
18"Lucien's gaze flicked to the"
19"He didn't wait for an"
ratio0.896
74.63% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences67
matches
0"Now here he stood, unannounced,"
ratio0.015
99.57% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences33
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"Rory froze midway through stacking another pile of ancient scrolls on the cluttered kitchen table, her pulse kicking up a notch."
1"Lucien's head snapped toward the sound, his body shifting to shield her, hand reaching for his cane."
53.57% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags14
uselessAdditionCount2
matches
0"His voice dropped, the French lilt thickening with emotion he rarely showed"
1"he murmured, blade sliding free with a metallic whisper"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags2
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"he murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences28
tagDensity0.071
leniency0.143
rawRatio0.5
effectiveRatio0.071
80.9575%