Run: 2026-02-20-01KHYAJ4DESHP582DAA990G1C6

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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>

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AI
The knock came at 2:17 a.m. Rory Carter’s hand froze over the plate she was washing. The sound was too sharp, too deliberate for the drunks slurring outside Silas’s bar. She wiped her palms on her jeans, padded to the door, and pressed her eye to the peephole. Lucien Moreau. Her throat tightened. His platinum hair was still sleek, not a hair out of place, even in the dark. The left side of his face was half-shadow, the amber eye glowing, the black one empty. He wore a charcoal suit that should have looked out of place in the East End but didn’t—too easy, too expensive. In his right hand, he held a cane with an ivory handle, the blade hidden, she assumed. She opened the door a fraction. “What are you doing here?” Her voice was steadier than she felt. He stepped closer, and she smelled him—bergamot and something darker, like smoke. “You’ve been avoiding my calls.” “I didn’t see the need.” He pushed the door wider, not waiting for an invite. “The old flat’s infested with salt. Again.” Rory’s jaw clenched. “That was your mistake, not mine. You left—” “—under duress. You were ready to walk away from everything I’d built for you.” She flinched. It was true. She’d started packing that night, the scar on her wrist burning like it had when she was ten, the day Evan had split her lip with a beer bottle. Lucien had found her in the hallway, blood trickling down her chin, and said, *Come with me. I’ll make it stop.* She’d said yes, stupidly, blindly. But when the demon hounds came, hungry for his blood, he’d run. Not because he was weak. Because he was *of* them, and she’d never understood that. “That was about fear, not love.” “Is that what you think?” His tone was cold, but his eyes—amber to black—never left hers. “Eva’s cat scratched you this morning. Ptolemy, right? Sharp little thing. Drew blood.” Rory’s hand flew to her cheek. She hadn’t felt the scratch. “How do you—” “Because I watch you.” She stepped back, tripping over the rug. He stayed in the doorway, the cane tapping the floor once, twice, a rhythm that matched the thud of her heart. “You have no right. You left. Without a word.” “Your ex-husband’s body was found in the Thames last week. Hands cut off. Tongue ripped out.” The plate in her hand clattered to the sink, shattering. Water sloshed over the edge, pooling on the tiles. “You told them to do that?” “Evan hurt you. Badly. Don’t act like you don’t remember the black eyes, the broken ribs—” “—you *did this*. To make me owe you.” “Owe me?” He took a step forward, and she flinched, though she didn’t know why. The cane stopped. “I did it to keep you safe. Because if the Houndsworth pack found out you were mixed up with a half-demon, they’d have torn you apart. Just like they did your father.” Her breath hitched. *Father.* She’d never told anyone about the night those men came for him, about the way he’d screamed her name before they dragged him into the van. Lucien had known, though. He’d shown up at the hospital the next day, holding a blood-stained photo of Evan, and said, *They won’t bother you again.* He’d lied. “I don’t need your protection,” she said, but her voice was thin. “You need *my* help. With this.” He reached into his coat, pulled out a folded piece of paper. “A symbol. Found near your father’s old office. Similar to the one on the O’Malleys’ barn. The ones who killed him.” Rory’s fingers trembled as she took the paper. The symbol was a circle with a line through it, the curve like a snake’s tail. Her stomach flipped. It was the same mark Evan had carved into her arm before Lucien had taken him away. “Why are you telling me this now?” “Because I’m not the only one hunting them. The pack’s getting desperate. They know you’re still here, still breathing.” He took another step, and this time, he reached out, his gloved hand brushing her wrist. The scar burned. “I need you to come back with me. To the safe house. Tonight.” She pulled away, but not before she felt the warmth of his skin through the leather. “I’m not a weapon, Lucien. I’m a delivery driver. A *person*.” “Then act like one. Run.” He turned, but before he reached the door, she spoke. “Where were you? When I needed you?” He stopped, shoulders rigid. “I was dying.” The words hit her like a fist. “What?” “Demon blood doesn’t heal easy. The wounds you give us… they fester. I was in a grave for three days. Rotting. Sinking into the muck. And all I could think about was you—your blue eyes, your smart mouth, the way you’d laugh when I told you your French was terrible.” He turned back, the cane clattering against the doorframe. “I came back for you, Rory. Every day. But they kept me locked up. Tortured me. Told me you’d forgotten me. That you were better off.” She stared at him, tears stinging her eyes. She *had* forgotten. Not on purpose. Just… the pain had been too sharp, and Lucien’s absence had been a void so big, she’d filled it with Silas’s cheap whiskey and the hum of the fridge. “You should have sent a message. A *letter*. Anything.” “I tried. To you. To Eva. But they found the letters. Burned them. Said you’d never want to see me again.” He took a step, slower this time, and this time, she didn’t flinch. “I’m sorry. For leaving. For not fighting harder. But I’m here now. Let me make it up to you.” The silence stretched. Ptolemy, the tabby cat, padded over, rubbed against Rory’s ankle, and purred. She knelt, stroked his head, then looked up at Lucien. His amber eye was softening, the black one dark with something like fear. “Fine. I’ll come with you.” He exhaled, a sound like a steel gate swinging open. “Thank you.” But before he could move, the floorboards creaked. Not from the wind—there was no wind. From the hallway below. Heavy footsteps. A key turned in the lock. Rory’s blood ran cold. “Lucien,” she said, her voice low. “What the hell is happening?” He reached for his cane, but she saw the gun in his coat, the bulge under the fabric. “Stay behind me.” The door to the flat burst open. Three men stood in the threshold. All tall, all with shaved heads and tattoos of the Houndsworth wolf on their necks. The leader—scars across his left eyebrow—smiled when he saw them. “Found the half-demon,” he said, and his voice was a growl. “And his little toy.” Rory stepped in front of Lucien, her hands shaking, her scar burning. “Get. Out. Of. My. Flat.” Lucien’s voice was ice, the cane clicking faster now. The leader laughed. “Your rules don’t matter here, Frenchie. Not anymore.” He nodded at one of the men. “Take the girl. We’ll make her talk.” The man lunged. Rory didn’t think. She grabbed a kitchen knife from the counter, the one she used to slice open pizza boxes, and drove it into his thigh. He howled, and she didn’t hesitate, driving it into his chest. Lucien moved, faster than she’d ever seen, the cane blade flipping out. He disarmed the second man, slashing his throat. Blood sprayed across Rory’s face, hot and metallic. The leader reached for his own gun, but Lucien tackled him, the cane catching him in the temple. He crumpled, unconscious. Rory dropped the knife. It clattered to the floor. Lucien turned to her, his amber eye wild, his black eye ravenous. “Hey,” he said, stepping closer. “You okay? Did they—” She kissed him. Hard. His lips were chapped, but they fit against hers, like they’d never been apart. She tasted blood—his, maybe—and she didn’t care. She just wanted to feel him, *here*, with her. He kissed back, his hands in her hair, pulling her closer. The cane clattered to the floor, forgotten. “Rory,” he said, pulling away. “We can’t—” “—we can,” she said, and her voice was steady. “Not ever again.” But before he could answer, a siren wailed outside. Red and blue lights flashed through the windows. Lucien’s face paled. “They’re here. The cops. For the bodies. For *us*.” Rory looked at the bodies on the floor, at the blood soaking into the carpet. She looked at Lucien, at the scar on his cheek, the one he’d gotten when he’d saved her from Evan. She looked at her own wrist, the scar glowing faintly, a reminder of the life she’d almost lost. She took his hand. “Then let’s run.” They retreated to the bedroom, to the fire escape at the back of the flat. The cold air hit Rory as she climbed out, but she didn’t care. She just held Lucien’s hand, and for the first time in a long time, she didn’t feel afraid. Below, the sirens got louder. But somewhere, in the distance, a clock tower chimed three. And for the first time in years, Rory Carter smiled.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags14
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"He turned back [back]"
dialogueSentences52
tagDensity0.269
leniency0.538
rawRatio0.071
effectiveRatio0.038
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1547
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)
70.91% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1547
totalAiIsms9
found
0
word"jaw clenched"
count1
1
word"trembled"
count1
2
word"stomach"
count1
3
word"warmth"
count1
4
word"grave"
count1
5
word"silence"
count1
6
word"footsteps"
count1
7
word"eyebrow"
count1
8
word"reminder"
count1
highlights
0"jaw clenched"
1"trembled"
2"stomach"
3"warmth"
4"grave"
5"silence"
6"footsteps"
7"eyebrow"
8"reminder"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"blood ran cold"
count1
1
label"jaw/fists clenched"
count1
highlights
0"blood ran cold"
1"jaw clenched"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences114
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences114
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences151
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen60
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans11
markdownWords22
totalWords1534
ratio0.014
matches
0"Come with me. I’ll make it stop."
1"of"
2"did this"
3"Father."
4"They won’t bother you again."
5"my"
6"person"
7"had"
8"letter"
9"here"
10"us"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions18
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
83.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions39
wordCount1079
uniqueNames9
maxNameDensity1.3
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Carter2
Silas2
Moreau1
East1
End1
Evan4
Rory13
Lucien14
Houndsworth1
persons
0"Carter"
1"Silas"
2"Moreau"
3"Evan"
4"Rory"
5"Lucien"
places
0"East"
1"End"
globalScore0.851
windowScore0.833
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences77
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"something like fear"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1534
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences151
matches
0"packing that night"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs69
mean22.23
std18.8
cv0.845
sampleLengths
048
12
273
311
424
55
617
711
814
955
1038
1129
1214
134
1437
1516
1625
1716
188
1950
2056
212
2212
2339
2451
2551
2627
2715
287
297
308
3185
3252
3353
3438
355
3612
3727
384
3911
4021
417
4231
4315
4412
4514
4625
473
4837
4928
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences114
matches
0"were chapped"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs196
matches
0"was washing"
1"was softening"
29.33% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount9
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences6
totalSentences151
ratio0.04
matches
0"He wore a charcoal suit that should have looked out of place in the East End but didn’t—too easy, too expensive."
1"He stepped closer, and she smelled him—bergamot and something darker, like smoke."
2"“Is that what you think?” His tone was cold, but his eyes—amber to black—never left hers."
3"Not from the wind—there was no wind."
4"The leader—scars across his left eyebrow—smiled when he saw them."
5"She tasted blood—his, maybe—and she didn’t care."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1089
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount29
adverbRatio0.02662993572084481
lyAdverbCount3
lyAdverbRatio0.0027548209366391185
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences151
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences151
mean10.16
std8.06
cv0.794
sampleLengths
06
110
214
318
42
53
616
716
821
917
106
115
127
1312
145
155
1610
177
183
198
2014
212
223
2329
2417
254
265
2712
285
2910
306
3116
3213
336
345
353
364
377
3821
399
4016
4110
429
436
4416
458
4615
473
4832
493
50.55% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats7
diversityRatio0.33112582781456956
totalSentences151
uniqueOpeners50
30.86% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences108
matches
0"All tall, all with shaved"
ratio0.009
12.59% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount56
totalSentences108
matches
0"She wiped her palms on"
1"Her throat tightened."
2"His platinum hair was still"
3"He wore a charcoal suit"
4"She opened the door a"
5"Her voice was steadier than"
6"He stepped closer, and she"
7"He pushed the door wider,"
8"It was true."
9"She’d started packing that night,"
10"I’ll make it stop.*"
11"She’d said yes, stupidly, blindly."
12"His tone was cold, but"
13"She hadn’t felt the scratch."
14"She stepped back, tripping over"
15"He stayed in the doorway,"
16"He took a step forward,"
17"Her breath hitched."
18"He’d shown up at the"
19"she said, but her voice"
ratio0.519
29.44% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount93
totalSentences108
matches
0"The knock came at 2:17"
1"Rory Carter’s hand froze over"
2"The sound was too sharp,"
3"She wiped her palms on"
4"Her throat tightened."
5"His platinum hair was still"
6"The left side of his"
7"He wore a charcoal suit"
8"She opened the door a"
9"Her voice was steadier than"
10"He stepped closer, and she"
11"He pushed the door wider,"
12"Rory’s jaw clenched."
13"It was true."
14"She’d started packing that night,"
15"Lucien had found her in"
16"I’ll make it stop.*"
17"She’d said yes, stupidly, blindly."
18"His tone was cold, but"
19"Rory’s hand flew to her"
ratio0.861
46.30% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences108
matches
0"Because he was *of* them,"
ratio0.009
94.16% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences44
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"He wore a charcoal suit that should have looked out of place in the East End but didn’t—too easy, too expensive."
1"She’d started packing that night, the scar on her wrist burning like it had when she was ten, the day Evan had split her lip with a beer bottle."
2"Rory stepped in front of Lucien, her hands shaking, her scar burning."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags14
uselessAdditionCount5
matches
0"she said, but her voice was thin"
1"He turned back, the cane clattering against the doorframe"
2"she said, her voice low"
3"he said, and his voice was a growl"
4"she said, and her voice was steady"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags6
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences52
tagDensity0.115
leniency0.231
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
81.5826%