Run: 2026-02-20-01KHYABGAN84N4MX2NNHR3SWY5

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23.3s
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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 doorbell jangled. Rory dragged her thumb over the smudge on the kitchen counter—another fingerprint from the thermos of broth Yu-Fei insisted she deliver "hotter than a dragon's breath"—and flipped the lock. "Party of three? Your order’s gonna get cold if—" The words died in her throat. Lucien Moreau leaned against the doorframe, half in shadow, half in the gold streetlamp’s glow. His platinum hair, usually slicked back, stood in a disarray that made him look younger, less the polished fixer she remembered. His heterochromatic eyes caught the light before his lips curled. "Rory Carter. You look…" He paused, as if weighing options, then settled. " *Lived*." She slammed a hand on the door, cutting off the draft before Ptolemy, hiding under the dinette, bolted. "What the hell are you doing here?" He pushed off the frame, and the door resisted her grip, slow as a snake. "Can’t a man pay his favorite delivery girl a visit?" "I’m not—" She bit it back. *Not a girl*, not anymore, but the word stuck. "You’re in London. You’re supposed to be…" Marseille? Some supernatural backwater? Probably both. "Busy." He stepped inside, and her nose flared—sandalwood and something sharper, not quite cologne, not quite musk. The scent hit her like a fist. For a second, she was sixteen again, standing in his London flat, tears hot on her cheeks, him pressing a cloth to her split lip and saying, *"This ends now. You won’t have to look over your shoulder.*" "Stay out. You promised—" "I promised I’d keep you alive," he said, and the words were so soft, so *raw*, that for a heartbeat, she forgot how to breathe. "That didn’t change." She backpedaled, tripping over the rug Ptolemy shed hair across. "Alive? Since when am I the one dying? You left. You *ran*." He knelt, slow, like he was approaching a feral cat. His cane, ivory handle carved with a vine pattern, clicked once on the wood. "I wasn’t running. Evan’s lawyers—" " *Evan*." The name spat out like a curse. "You think I care about Evan? You care about *your* secrets, your *important* jobs, your *underworld*." She gestured at the flat—cluttered with scrolls and notes, a half-finished cup of tea on the coffee table, the delivery receipts stacked by the phone. "I didn’t even know you were in town until I saw your car outside." He stood, closing the space between them until their shoulders almost touched. His amber eye was warm; his black one was a pit. "My car’s been parked outside yours for three days. I sat in it, watching light flicker through your window at two a.m. You were on the floor, sobbing. Broken." His thumb grazed her left wrist, where the crescent scar met her pulse. "You said if I ever came back, you’d—" "Kill me?" She flinched from his touch, but he didn’t pull away. "You think I haven’t thought about it? Every time you ghosted, every time I got a text that said *busy*, every time Evan…" Her voice cracked. She pressed the heel of her hand to her eye, but the tears came anyway. "You took everything. The safety, the *me*. And then you left me with him." "I never left you with him." The words were a growl, low in his throat. "I was tracking him. Watching. He didn’t lay a finger on you again, did he? After I told him what I do." She froze. *No*, Evan hadn’t touched her in weeks. Not after she’d come home with that bruise on her cheek and he’d whispered, *"Who did this to you?"* and she’d said, *"A friend. Someone who’ll burn you if you ever lay a hand on me again."* "He didn’t need to." Her voice was small, broken. "I was already broken." Lucien’s hand curled around her elbow, not tight, but unyielding. "You’re not. Not anymore." He tilted her chin up, his thumb brushing her lower lip, the same way he used to when she was upset. "I’m here to fix that. To burn the pieces that’re left." The doorbell jangled again. Loud. Insistent. Rory lurched back, tearing herself free. "Don’t. Just—don’t." She crossed the room, past the coffee table, the stack of receipts, the photo of her and Eva at Glastonbury. The delivery app glowed on her phone, a notification pinging. *Golden Empress: Order #789 delivered. Tip: £5.30.* "Who is it?" Lucien’s voice was edge, sudden. "Does it matter?" She grabbed the phone, but the caller ID was blocked. "Another order. I need to—" "Let it go." He moved toward her, slow, his cane clicking in time. "I’m not done." "Why?" She shouted it, but it came out ragged, like she was fighting to keep it from breaking. "What do you want? You left. You *choosed* the underworld over me. Over *us*." He stopped, just out of arm’s reach. The streetlamp flickered, casting stripes across his face. "I *chose* you once. I’d choose you again. A hundred times. But you deserve someone who doesn’t have demons chasing him at every turn. Someone who doesn’t have to hide what he is." "What am I supposed to be, Lucien?" She laughed, bitter. "Dead? Because you sure as hell made me feel like it." The front door burst open. Silas stood there, hat in hand, squinting at the mess. "Rory? You get a delivery or—" His eyes landed on Lucien. The smile died. "Moreau. Figures. You two always were a bad idea." Lucien didn’t take his eyes off her. "Tell him to get out." "No." Rory crossed her arms. "He’s allowed in. You’re not." She turned to Silas. "Go. Lock the bar. I’ll call you if I need backup." Silas stared, then glanced at Lucien. The man’s jaw was tight, his hand hovering near his cane. "Backup’s four walls away, Carter. Better you take it from him now than—" "Silas." The word was a warning, but he hesitated, then nodded, backing out. The door clicked shut. The silence was loud. Lucien stepped closer. "You don’t have to do this. You don’t have to *fight*." "I’m not fighting." She lifted her chin. "I’m *tired*." "Then let me carry it." His hand cupped her cheek, warm, solid. "Just for a little while." She leaned into it, just for a second, before pulling away. "I can’t. I have to stay here. With Ptolemy. With my orders. With *normal*." "Normal got you here." He pressed his forehead to hers, his breath fanning her lips. "Let me make it normal again." The phone pinged. *Silas: Bar’s locked. Don’t do anything stupid.* She laughed, wet and shaky. "Stupid’s my middle name." His lips found hers, slow, tentative, like he was afraid she’d shatter. And for a moment, she forgot: Evan’s hands, the empty fridge, the way the floor had felt like a cage. She forgot the scar on her wrist, the lies, the *ghosts*. She kissed him back, hard, like she’d been waiting her whole life to. Then the phone rang. And this time, she didn’t see it coming. The caller ID lit up: *Unknown*. She pulled back, frowning. "I need to take this." He nodded, stepping away, but his gaze never left her face. She answered, her voice too bright, too eager. "Hello?" The line was silent. Then a man’s voice, rough, familiar, but not Evan’s. Not Silas’s. "Rory. Long time no see." She hung up. Lucien’s hand went to his cane. "Who was it?" She didn’t answer. Her eyes were wide, fixed on the window. Something was wrong. Too wrong. And in that moment, she knew—Lucien was right. Normal was a lie. The underworld had found her, again. And this time, it wasn’t leaving. She turned to face him, but he was already moving, his cane thumping on the floor as he reached the door. "Stay here." "No." She grabbed his arm. "You can’t—" "I can. And I will." He pressed a kiss to her forehead, then her cheek, then her lips—quick, urgent—before stepping into the hallway. The front door slammed. Rory’s hand flew to her mouth. Outside, the streetlamp flickered out. And somewhere in the dark, she heard a small, cold laugh. --- The doorbell jangled. She didn’t move. Certainly not this time.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags27
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"he hesitated then [then]"
dialogueSentences66
tagDensity0.409
leniency0.818
rawRatio0.037
effectiveRatio0.03
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1374
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
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)
74.53% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1374
totalAiIsms7
found
0
word"flicker"
count1
1
word"pulse"
count1
2
word"lurched"
count1
3
word"flickered"
count2
4
word"silence"
count1
5
word"familiar"
count1
highlights
0"flicker"
1"pulse"
2"lurched"
3"flickered"
4"silence"
5"familiar"
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
emotionTells1
narrationSentences105
matches
0"was afraid"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences105
filterMatches
0"look"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences140
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen43
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans24
markdownWords66
totalWords1366
ratio0.048
matches
0"Lived"
1"Not a girl"
2"\"This ends now. You won’t have to look over your shoulder."
3"raw"
4"ran"
5"Evan"
6"your"
7"important"
8"underworld"
9"busy"
10"me"
11"No"
12"\"Who did this to you?\""
13"\"A friend. Someone who’ll burn you if you ever lay a hand on me again.\""
14"Golden Empress: Order #789 delivered. Tip: £5.30."
15"choosed"
16"us"
17"chose"
18"fight"
19"tired"
20"normal"
21"Silas: Bar’s locked. Don’t do anything stupid."
22"ghosts"
23"Unknown"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions17
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
83.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions31
wordCount885
uniqueNames13
maxNameDensity1.02
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Yu-Fei1
Moreau1
Ptolemy2
London1
Evan3
Lucien9
Eva1
Glastonbury1
Empress1
Order1
Silas5
Bar1
Rory4
persons
0"Yu-Fei"
1"Moreau"
2"Ptolemy"
3"Evan"
4"Lucien"
5"Eva"
6"Empress"
7"Silas"
8"Bar"
9"Rory"
places
0"London"
1"Glastonbury"
globalScore0.992
windowScore0.833
29.03% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences62
glossingSentenceCount3
matches
0"as if weighing options, then settled"
1"not quite cologne, not quite musk"
2"not quite musk"
3"felt like a cage"
0.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches3
per1kWords2.196
wordCount1366
matches
0"Not a girl*, not anymore, but the word stuck"
1"not anymore, but the word stuck"
2"not tight, but unyielding"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences140
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs70
mean19.51
std18.15
cv0.93
sampleLengths
041
16
260
325
425
528
662
74
828
922
1029
1164
1273
1367
1437
1546
1613
1746
186
1945
208
2118
2216
2332
2448
2521
265
2733
2812
2925
3030
3117
324
3314
349
3517
3625
3721
3810
399
4056
414
428
436
449
4511
469
474
4811
495
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences105
matches
0"was blocked"
85.71% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount3
totalVerbs175
matches
0"was approaching"
1"was fighting"
2"wasn’t leaving"
20.41% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount6
semicolonCount1
flaggedSentences6
totalSentences140
ratio0.043
matches
0"Rory dragged her thumb over the smudge on the kitchen counter—another fingerprint from the thermos of broth Yu-Fei insisted she deliver \"hotter than a dragon's breath\"—and flipped the lock."
1"\"Busy.\" He stepped inside, and her nose flared—sandalwood and something sharper, not quite cologne, not quite musk."
2"\"You think I care about Evan? You care about *your* secrets, your *important* jobs, your *underworld*.\" She gestured at the flat—cluttered with scrolls and notes, a half-finished cup of tea on the coffee table, the delivery receipts stacked by the phone."
3"His amber eye was warm; his black one was a pit."
4"And in that moment, she knew—Lucien was right."
5"\"I can. And I will.\" He pressed a kiss to her forehead, then her cheek, then her lips—quick, urgent—before stepping into the hallway."
97.80% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount541
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount23
adverbRatio0.04251386321626617
lyAdverbCount2
lyAdverbRatio0.0036968576709796672
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences140
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences140
mean9.75
std7.96
cv0.816
sampleLengths
03
129
29
36
415
521
610
712
82
918
107
1115
1210
136
149
158
163
172
1817
197
2038
214
2225
233
2410
2512
2610
2714
285
299
3041
3114
3212
3311
3442
358
3612
3726
3815
3914
4015
4122
422
437
4437
459
464
4710
4825
4911
57.14% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats5
diversityRatio0.36428571428571427
totalSentences140
uniqueOpeners51
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount3
totalSentences97
matches
0"Then the phone rang."
1"Then a man’s voice, rough,"
2"Certainly not this time."
ratio0.031
30.31% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount46
totalSentences97
matches
0"His platinum hair, usually slicked"
1"His heterochromatic eyes caught the"
2"He paused, as if weighing"
3"She slammed a hand on"
4"He pushed off the frame,"
5"She bit it back"
6"He stepped inside, and her"
7"he said, and the words"
8"She backpedaled, tripping over the"
9"He knelt, slow, like he"
10"His cane, ivory handle carved"
11"She gestured at the flat—cluttered"
12"He stood, closing the space"
13"His amber eye was warm;"
14"His thumb grazed her left"
15"She flinched from his touch,"
16"Her voice cracked"
17"She pressed the heel of"
18"Her voice was small, broken"
19"He tilted her chin up,"
ratio0.474
47.63% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount80
totalSentences97
matches
0"The doorbell jangled."
1"Rory dragged her thumb over"
2"The words died in her"
3"Lucien Moreau leaned against the"
4"His platinum hair, usually slicked"
5"His heterochromatic eyes caught the"
6"He paused, as if weighing"
7"She slammed a hand on"
8"He pushed off the frame,"
9"She bit it back"
10"Some supernatural backwater?"
11"He stepped inside, and her"
12"The scent hit her like"
13"he said, and the words"
14"She backpedaled, tripping over the"
15"He knelt, slow, like he"
16"His cane, ivory handle carved"
17"The name spat out like"
18"She gestured at the flat—cluttered"
19"He stood, closing the space"
ratio0.825
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences97
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences23
technicalSentenceCount1
matches
0"She turned to face him, but he was already moving, his cane thumping on the floor as he reached the door."
50.93% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags27
uselessAdditionCount4
matches
0"He paused, as if weighing options, then settled"
1"he said, and the words were so soft, so *raw*, that for a heartbeat, she forgot how to breathe"
2"She laughed, bitter"
3"He pressed, his breath fanning her lips"
28.79% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags9
fancyCount8
fancyTags
0"her cheeks him pressing (cheek)"
1"The name spat (spit)"
2"She gestured (gesture)"
3"she’d (would)"
4"She shouted (shout)"
5"She laughed (laugh)"
6"He pressed (press)"
7"He pressed (press)"
dialogueSentences66
tagDensity0.136
leniency0.273
rawRatio0.889
effectiveRatio0.242
76.8537%