Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY9206958SJM8BNT4B1MR12

Run Details

Duration:
16.5s
Cost:
$0.002066
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 deadbolts clicked free one after another, Rory's fingers slick with the faint residue of takeaway sauce from the curry house below. She yanked the door open, expecting Eva's bleary-eyed return from the archives, but the silhouette filling the narrow landing belonged to someone else entirely. Lucien Moreau stood there, his platinum hair catching the dim bulb's glow like polished steel. He leaned on his ivory-handled cane, the tip tapping once against the threadbare doormat as if marking territory. Those mismatched eyes—one amber, warm as aged whisky, the other black as pitch—locked onto hers with unnerving precision. "Rory," he said, the French lilt curling around her name like smoke. "Or should I say Laila? The aliases pile up, don't they?" She gripped the doorframe, nails digging into the peeling paint. The scent of his cologne hit her first—sandalwood laced with something sharper, metallic, like ozone after a storm. It stirred memories she'd buried under layers of London grit: stolen nights in shadowed alleys, his hand on her scar, tracing the crescent on her wrist while whispering promises in languages she couldn't parse. "What the hell are you doing here?" Her voice came out steady, but her pulse betrayed her, thudding against her ribs. Ptolemy, the tabby cat, slunk between her ankles, arching his back with a low hiss at the intruder. Lucien didn't flinch. He tilted his head, surveying the cramped flat behind her—the stacks of books teetering on every surface, scrolls unrolled across the kitchen table like ancient battle plans. "Eva's hospitality suits you. Cluttered, but full of secrets." He stepped forward, uninvited, forcing her to retreat or let the door swing wide. She chose retreat, the floorboards groaning under her trainers. "Stop." She planted herself between him and the living room, arms crossed over her delivery uniform, still stained with soy sauce from the Golden Empress shift. "We said everything last time. You vanished. End of story." His lips curved, not quite a smile—more like the edge of a blade unsheathing. "Vanished? I tied up loose ends. Your ex, Evan—his debts are settled. Permanently." The cane tapped again, closer now, echoing in the tight space. He brushed past her, his shoulder grazing hers, sending a jolt through her skin. Heat. Always that unnatural heat from him, like standing too close to a forge. Rory swallowed, tasting the lingering spice of naan on her tongue. The flat felt smaller with him in it, the air thickening as he paused by the table, fingertips ghosting over a half-unfurled map of ley lines Eva had been obsessives about. "You can't just barge in. Eva's out, and this isn't your playground." "Isn't it?" He turned, that amber eye flickering with something predatory. "London's underworld runs on favours, chérie. Yours called me here." He pulled a slim envelope from his tailored jacket—charcoal wool, cut sharp as his jawline—and slid it across the cluttered surface. It landed amid scribbled notes on demonic pacts, the paper crisp, unmarked except for a wax seal in deep crimson. She snatched it up, breaking the seal with a thumbnail. Inside, a single photograph: her, mid-stride on a foggy street near Brick Lane, the small scar on her wrist visible where her sleeve rode up. Stalking. Or protection? Her stomach twisted. "This your idea of a gift? Proof you've been tailing me?" "Precaution." Lucien's voice dropped, velvet over gravel. He moved closer, the cane forgotten against the wall, his height forcing her to tilt her chin. "Things stirred after I handled Evan. Whispers in Avaros. Your friend's research"—he nodded at the scrolls—"it's drawing eyes. Demon eyes." Ptolemy leaped onto the table, batting at the photo's edge, his claws snagging the corner. Rory shoved it back into the envelope, heat rising in her cheeks. Attraction. That's what Eva had called it last month, when Rory confessed the mess—the way Lucien's touch ignited her skin, the hurt when he ghosted after promising more. Complicated didn't cover it. He'd saved her from Evan, pulled strings in shadows she pretended didn't exist, but the price? Always the price. "You think I need saving?" She stepped into his space, close enough to feel the warmth radiating from his chest. Blue eyes met heterochromia, unflinching. "I left Cardiff for this. A fresh start. Not your fixer games." His hand rose, hesitating before cupping her elbow—gentle, but firm, thumb brushing the edge of her sleeve. "Fresh starts in London? Quaint." The black eye seemed to swallow light, pulling her in. "Evan wasn't the only threat. Your out-of-the-box thinking got you noticed. That delivery route of yours skirts too many thresholds." She jerked away, but not before his fingers grazed her wrist, right over the scar. Electricity sparked, familiar and unwelcome. Memories flooded: his mouth on hers in a rain-slicked doorway, the taste of absinthe and salt; the morning after, when he'd slipped away without a word, leaving only a note in French she later translated as regret. "Thresholds," she echoed, voice laced with sarcasm. "Right. Because half-demons know all about crossing lines." The words hung, sharp. She'd seen his other side once—amber eye glowing, shadows coiling like living ink when a thug cornered them in Whitechapel. Power. And the pull of it toward her, undeniable. Lucien exhaled, a sound almost human. He retrieved his cane, twirling it once, the concealed blade whispering against the ivory. "Mock it if you must. But you're in deep, Rory. Eva's notes mention Malphora. That's not a name you whisper lightly." She froze. Malphora—one of her old aliases, from a foolish phase experimenting with occult forums back in uni. How did he—? The flat's clutter pressed in: books on Welsh folklore stacked beside demonology tomes, the air heavy with incense and curry fumes wafting up from below. Ptolemy jumped down, weaving between Lucien's legs, purring despite the tension. "Eva talks too much." Rory turned away, busying herself with stacking scrolls, but her hands shook. Hurt simmered beneath the cool facade—his abandonment after that night, the silence when she'd needed him most post-Evan. Yet here he was, unannounced, stirring it all up again. "Or perhaps she worries." He followed, voice softening at the edges. "As I do." The admission landed like a stone in still water. She whirled back, close enough for his breath to feather her temple. "Worry? You disappeared. Left me picking up pieces while you played shadow puppet master." His jaw tightened, the amber eye darkening. "I protected you. Avaros blood demands distance. Attachments... complicate." But his free hand lifted, tracing the air near her cheek, not quite touching. The unsaid hung between them: the nights he'd stayed too long, the way she'd arched into him, craving the danger. "Complicate," she repeated, bitterness twisting the word. Her heart raced, betraying the pull. Intelligent Rory, always thinking three steps ahead—except with him. She grabbed his lapel, fabric smooth under her palms. "That's your excuse? For running?" He caught her wrist, the scarred one, his grip iron but careful. Heat seeped through her skin, demon-warm, stirring embers low in her belly. "Run? I returned." His thumb circled the crescent mark, eyes boring into hers. "For this." The flat shrank further, the world narrowing to the space between them. Ptolemy's purring filled the silence, a rumble against the rising storm. Rory's breath hitched, the attraction coiling tight—hurt and want twisting into something darker, hungrier. "You can't just—" A sharp knock rattled the door, three raps in quick succession. Not Eva's pattern. Lucien's head snapped up, his black eye narrowing to a slit. He released her wrist, hand drifting to the cane's handle. "Stay behind me," he murmured, blade half-drawn in a fluid motion. Rory's pulse spiked, but she snatched a heavy tome from the table instead, hefting it like a weapon. The air thickened, a faint sulphurous tang seeping under the door—ozone and brimstone. The knock came again, insistent. Then the door shuddered, deadbolts straining against invisible force.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
94.74% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags19
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"The cane tapped again [again]"
1"Rory turned away [away]"
dialogueSentences31
tagDensity0.613
leniency1
rawRatio0.105
effectiveRatio0.105
96.27% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1342
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"lightly"
count1
highlights
0"lightly"
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)
36.66% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1342
totalAiIsms17
found
0
word"lilt"
count1
1
word"tracing"
count2
2
word"pulse"
count2
3
word"echoing"
count1
4
word"stomach"
count1
5
word"velvet"
count1
6
word"warmth"
count1
7
word"familiar"
count1
8
word"echoed"
count1
9
word"whisper"
count1
10
word"tension"
count1
11
word"facade"
count1
12
word"silence"
count2
13
word"raced"
count1
highlights
0"lilt"
1"tracing"
2"pulse"
3"echoing"
4"stomach"
5"velvet"
6"warmth"
7"familiar"
8"echoed"
9"whisper"
10"tension"
11"facade"
12"silence"
13"raced"
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
narrationSentences88
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences88
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences100
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen38
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1316
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions15
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions37
wordCount1093
uniqueNames16
maxNameDensity0.73
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Rory8
Eva4
Moreau1
French2
London1
Ptolemy4
Golden1
Empress1
Brick1
Lane1
Lucien7
Evan2
Blue1
Whitechapel1
Welsh1
Hurt1
persons
0"Rory"
1"Eva"
2"Moreau"
3"Ptolemy"
4"Empress"
5"Lucien"
6"Evan"
7"Blue"
8"Hurt"
places
0"French"
1"London"
2"Golden"
3"Brick"
4"Lane"
5"Whitechapel"
globalScore1
windowScore1
45.83% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences72
glossingSentenceCount3
matches
0"as if marking territory"
1"not quite a smile—more like the edge of a blade unsheathing"
2"not quite touching"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1316
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences100
matches
0"turned, that amber"
70.77% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs31
mean42.45
std16.88
cv0.398
sampleLengths
046
151
223
362
439
562
636
766
854
962
1052
1144
1278
1337
1452
1557
1648
1741
1857
1944
2014
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2250
2336
2439
2537
263
2735
2811
2931
3014
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences88
matches
0"was, unannounced"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs197
matches(empty)
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount17
semicolonCount1
flaggedSentences16
totalSentences100
ratio0.16
matches
0"Those mismatched eyes—one amber, warm as aged whisky, the other black as pitch—locked onto hers with unnerving precision."
1"The scent of his cologne hit her first—sandalwood laced with something sharper, metallic, like ozone after a storm."
2"He tilted his head, surveying the cramped flat behind her—the stacks of books teetering on every surface, scrolls unrolled across the kitchen table like ancient battle plans."
3"His lips curved, not quite a smile—more like the edge of a blade unsheathing."
4"\"London's underworld runs on favours, chérie. Yours called me here.\" He pulled a slim envelope from his tailored jacket—charcoal wool, cut sharp as his jawline—and slid it across the cluttered surface."
5"\"Things stirred after I handled Evan. Whispers in Avaros. Your friend's research\"—he nodded at the scrolls—\"it's drawing eyes. Demon eyes.\""
6"That's what Eva had called it last month, when Rory confessed the mess—the way Lucien's touch ignited her skin, the hurt when he ghosted after promising more."
7"His hand rose, hesitating before cupping her elbow—gentle, but firm, thumb brushing the edge of her sleeve."
8"Memories flooded: his mouth on hers in a rain-slicked doorway, the taste of absinthe and salt; the morning after, when he'd slipped away without a word, leaving only a note in French she later translated as regret."
9"She'd seen his other side once—amber eye glowing, shadows coiling like living ink when a thug cornered them in Whitechapel."
10"Malphora—one of her old aliases, from a foolish phase experimenting with occult forums back in uni."
11"How did he—?"
12"Hurt simmered beneath the cool facade—his abandonment after that night, the silence when she'd needed him most post-Evan."
13"Intelligent Rory, always thinking three steps ahead—except with him."
14"Rory's breath hitched, the attraction coiling tight—hurt and want twisting into something darker, hungrier."
15"The air thickened, a faint sulphurous tang seeping under the door—ozone and brimstone."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount598
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount15
adverbRatio0.02508361204013378
lyAdverbCount2
lyAdverbRatio0.0033444816053511705
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences100
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences100
mean13.16
std7.81
cv0.594
sampleLengths
022
124
215
318
418
512
611
710
818
934
1021
1118
123
1327
1423
159
1626
1710
1814
1924
2014
211
2213
2311
2431
2512
2611
2731
2820
2910
3025
311
322
333
3411
357
3617
3720
3815
3912
401
4127
424
4316
443
4520
465
4712
4817
4915
89.00% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats1
diversityRatio0.54
totalSentences100
uniqueOpeners54
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount3
totalSentences82
matches
0"Always that unnatural heat from"
1"Always the price."
2"Then the door shuddered, deadbolts"
ratio0.037
44.39% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount36
totalSentences82
matches
0"She yanked the door open,"
1"He leaned on his ivory-handled"
2"he said, the French lilt"
3"She gripped the doorframe, nails"
4"It stirred memories she'd buried"
5"Her voice came out steady,"
6"He tilted his head, surveying"
7"He stepped forward, uninvited, forcing"
8"She chose retreat, the floorboards"
9"She planted herself between him"
10"His lips curved, not quite"
11"He brushed past her, his"
12"He turned, that amber eye"
13"He pulled a slim envelope"
14"It landed amid scribbled notes"
15"She snatched it up, breaking"
16"Her stomach twisted."
17"He moved closer, the cane"
18"he nodded at the scrolls—\"it's"
19"He'd saved her from Evan,"
ratio0.439
39.27% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount69
totalSentences82
matches
0"The deadbolts clicked free one"
1"She yanked the door open,"
2"Lucien Moreau stood there, his"
3"He leaned on his ivory-handled"
4"Those mismatched eyes—one amber, warm"
5"he said, the French lilt"
6"She gripped the doorframe, nails"
7"The scent of his cologne"
8"It stirred memories she'd buried"
9"Her voice came out steady,"
10"Ptolemy, the tabby cat, slunk"
11"Lucien didn't flinch."
12"He tilted his head, surveying"
13"He stepped forward, uninvited, forcing"
14"She chose retreat, the floorboards"
15"She planted herself between him"
16"His lips curved, not quite"
17"The cane tapped again, closer"
18"He brushed past her, his"
19"Rory swallowed, tasting the lingering"
ratio0.841
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences82
matches(empty)
ratio0
49.69% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences46
technicalSentenceCount6
matches
0"He leaned on his ivory-handled cane, the tip tapping once against the threadbare doormat as if marking territory."
1"It stirred memories she'd buried under layers of London grit: stolen nights in shadowed alleys, his hand on her scar, tracing the crescent on her wrist while wh…"
2"He tilted his head, surveying the cramped flat behind her—the stacks of books teetering on every surface, scrolls unrolled across the kitchen table like ancient…"
3"He brushed past her, his shoulder grazing hers, sending a jolt through her skin."
4"Ptolemy leaped onto the table, batting at the photo's edge, his claws snagging the corner."
5"Ptolemy jumped down, weaving between Lucien's legs, purring despite the tension."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags19
uselessAdditionCount7
matches
0"Her voice came out, but her pulse betrayed her, thudding against her ribs"
1"He turned, that amber eye flickering with something predatory"
2"she echoed, voice laced with sarcasm"
3"The words hung, sharp"
4"He followed, voice softening at the edges"
5"she repeated, bitterness twisting the word"
6"His thumb circled, eyes boring into hers"
85.48% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags3
fancyCount2
fancyTags
0"she repeated (repeat)"
1"he murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences31
tagDensity0.097
leniency0.194
rawRatio0.667
effectiveRatio0.129
78.4036%