Run: 2026-02-20-01KHYAX8AYJRJB72ZMDG0620SY

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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
Rory wrenched the third deadbolt free. The door swung inwards on protesting hinges, spilling the reek of cumin and sizzling onions from the curry house below into the cluttered flat. Lucien Moreau filled the threshold, his charcoal suit crisp as a fresh threat, platinum hair slicked back under the dim hallway bulb. That ivory-handled cane tapped once against the frame, a deliberate rhythm. His eyes locked on hers, one amber piercing the gloom, the other black as pitch. "Rory." She gripped the door edge, knuckles whitening. Ptolemy, the tabby, slunk between her ankles and bolted for the kitchen, tail a question mark. "You pick a hell of a time to haunt me, Luc." He didn't smile. Never did, not properly. Just a tilt of his head, French lilt curling around her name like smoke. "Eva said you'd be here. Alone." Her pulse kicked. Eva. That meddling witch with her scrolls and secrets. Rory stepped back, letting the door hang wide. Invitation or trap, what did it matter now? He slipped inside smooth as oiled shadow, cane clicking shut behind him. The deadbolts snicked home under his free hand, each one a lock turning in her gut. The flat shrank around them. Books teetered on every surface, yellowed pages spilling occult diagrams and frantic notes. A half-burnt sage bundle smouldered in an ashtray by the window, its acrid bite warring with the street's distant traffic hum. Lucien surveyed the chaos, heterochromatic gaze lingering on a rune-etched dagger propped against a teetering stack. "Still playing scholar for your friend?" She snatched two mismatched mugs from the sink, slamming them down on the scarred table. Kettle whistled shrill from the stove, demanding attention. "Eva's not playing. And neither am I. Tea?" His cane hooked the nearest chair, dragging it out. He lowered into it, suit trousers whispering silk against wood. "No. Answers." Rory poured steaming water over teabags, the splash masking the tremor in her hands. Steam fogged the air, carrying chamomile's false calm. Last time they'd been this close, his fingers had bruised her hips in a Shoreditch alley, demon heat searing through his shirt. Then nothing. Ghosted. Her calls unanswered, his underworld contacts drying up like she'd imagined the whole fevered night. She slid a mug his way, untouched. "You vanish for weeks, then waltz into Eva's flat like you own Brick Lane. Spill." Lucien leaned forward, elbows on the table. The amber eye flared gold in the low light, catching flecks of demon fire. "Evan's back." Her spine straightened. Ex-Evan. The one who'd left bruises blooming like black roses before she'd bolted to London. "Bollocks. He's in Cardiff, rotting under a restraining order." "Not anymore." Lucien's fingers drummed the cane handle, ivory gleaming. "Sighted last night, Whitechapel. Asking questions. About you." Ice prickled her scar, that old crescent on her wrist itching under the sleeve. She rubbed it absently, vision blurring to the flat's wallpaper peeling like old skin. Ptolemy leaped onto the table, sniffing Lucien's sleeve before batting at a loose scroll. "Questions like what?" "Like where his 'Laila' ran off to." Lucien's voice dropped, velvet over steel. Laila. The alias Evan had branded her with, twisting her name into ownership. "And who the Frenchman sniffing around her deliveries is." Rory's laugh scraped out, brittle. She shoved back from the table, pacing the cramped space. Scrolls crunched underfoot, releasing dust and faded ink. "You? Protecting me? After you fucked off without a word?" He rose fluid, cane forgotten against the chair. Towered over her at five-eleven to her five-six, but it was the heat rolling off him that pinned her. Half-demon, always simmering. "I left to keep you clean. My world's poison, Rory. Avaros blood calls trouble." Her back hit the bookshelf. Volumes toppled, thudding soft. "Clean? I deliver chow mein for Yu-Fei, dodge traffic on my scooter. That's my poison. You think one night changes that?" His hand shot out, caging her against the shelves. Not touching. Never quite. But close enough his cologne invaded, sandalwood and brimstone. "That night changed everything. You felt it." Heat flooded her cheeks, traitorous. She remembered: his mouth claiming hers under sodium lamps, cane discarded as he pressed her into brick. Rough. Desperate. His black eye devouring her like sin. Then dawn, and him gone, flat empty save a scribbled note burned to ash in her haste. "Bollocks I did." Lie tasted like ash. She shoved his chest, palm meeting unyielding muscle through fine wool. "You used me. Fixer gets his itch scratched, moves on." Lucien's amber eye narrowed, black one swallowing light. He caught her wrist, thumb tracing the scar's curve. Gentle. Too gentle. "Evan marked you here. I won't." She yanked free, breath hitching. Ptolemy yowled from the table, tail lashing as curry fumes thickened the air. "Don't. You don't get to play hero now." "I'm no hero." He stepped closer, invading her space. His free hand ghosted her jaw, tilting her chin up. Heterochromia stared down, mismatched storms. "But I'll end him. For touching what's mine." Possessive growl rumbled low, vibrating through her bones. Dark romance indeed. Her body arched traitorously, nipples peaking against her shirt. Hurt twisted with want, a knife's edge. "Yours?" She slapped his hand away, but her voice cracked. "I fled one cage. Not building another." His cane cracked against the floor, sharp as gunshot. "Evan's no man. Not anymore. Underworld whispers: he's dealing with Silas's crowd. Your landlord. Bargained something foul for power." Silas. The bar below her flat, its underbelly crawling with deals she'd ignored. Rory's stomach plummeted. Deliveries past the bar's back door, shadowed figures, Yu-Fei's warnings to "keep head down." "Power to what? Track me?" Lucien nodded once, jaw tight. "And worse. He's marked you supernatural. Blood rite, maybe. That's why I stayed away. Drew the hounds off." She laughed again, wilder. Grabbed her mug, gulping scalding tea. Burn grounded her. "Noble. Touching. But you show now because...?" A knock hammered the door. Three raps, insistent. Ptolemy bolted under the sofa, hackles up. Lucien's hand clamped her shoulder, shoving her behind him. Cane unsheathed with a snick, thin blade glinting. "They found you." Heart thundered. She peered past his shoulder. The peephole showed nothing but empty hall. But the deadbolts rattled, unlatched from within. "Luc—" The door burst inward, splintering wood. Two figures lunged: hulking bruisers in Silas-stamped jackets, eyes glowing unnatural red. Evan flanked them, smirking from the shadows. Thinner, feral, veins black under pale skin. "Rory, love." His voice slithered out, Cardiff lilt gone rotten. "Miss me?" Lucien's blade whipped free. "Not yours to claim." The first brute charged. Lucien sidestepped, cane slicing deep into thigh meat. Blood sprayed, copper tang flooding nostrils. The man howled, collapsing in a tangle of limbs. Rory snatched the rune dagger from the table, cool metal biting her palm. No time for fear. She hurled it at the second brute. It sank hilt-deep into his shoulder. He roared, staggering. Evan laughed, stepping over his fallen dog. Fingers flexed, shadows coiling like smoke from his nails. "Fixer's fast. But you're mine, Laila. Always were." Lucien lunged, blade arcing for Evan's throat. Evan twisted unnatural, shadows lashing out. They wrapped Lucien's ankle, yanking. He crashed down, cane skittering across scrolls. Rory dove for it, fingers closing on ivory. Evan whirled on her, eyes pits. "Come home." She swung. The blade bit air. His hand clamped her throat, lifting her clear. Vision spotted black. Ptolemy screeched from hiding, claws raking Evan's calf. Lucien surged up, amber eye blazing hellfire. He tackled Evan from behind, momentum slamming all three into the wall. Books avalanched. Rory hit the floor gasping, scar throbbing like fresh wound. Evan twisted free, shadows erupting. They coiled Rory's legs, dragging her towards the door. Lucien's blade flashed, severing tendrils. Black ichor splattered. "Run!" Lucien barked. She scrambled up, but Evan blocked the exit, grinning teeth filed sharp. "No one's running tonight." The window shattered inward. Glass rained. A figure dropped through—Eva, wild-eyed, hurling a glowing scroll. It unfurled mid-air, runes igniting. Light exploded. Evan shrieked, shadows recoiling. The brutes convulsed, red eyes bursting like overripe fruit. Rory blinked spots away. Lucien hauled her up, arm iron around her waist. Eva dusted glass from her coat, breathless. "Neighbours complained about the noise." She nodded at the carnage. "Silas sends his regards." Evan writhed on the floor, form bubbling, human shell cracking. "This... isn't... over." Lucien's black eye fixed on him, cold. "It is." He drove the blade home. Evan stilled, shadows dissipating like bad dreams. Silence crashed in, broken only by Ptolemy's tentative mew. Rory sagged against Lucien, his heat anchoring her. Hurt lingered, but want burned hotter now. Eva blocked the door, arms crossed. "Talk later. Cops incoming." Lucien sheathed his blade, cane clicking whole. His hand lingered on Rory's back, possessive still. But as sirens wailed distant, a new shadow stirred in the hall. Taller. Horned silhouette against the stairwell light.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags9
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"Lie tasted like [like]"
dialogueSentences45
tagDensity0.2
leniency0.4
rawRatio0.111
effectiveRatio0.044
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1502
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)
40.08% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1502
totalAiIsms18
found
0
word"gloom"
count1
1
word"lilt"
count2
2
word"pulse"
count1
3
word"etched"
count1
4
word"silk"
count1
5
word"searing"
count1
6
word"gleaming"
count1
7
word"velvet"
count1
8
word"simmering"
count1
9
word"tracing"
count1
10
word"stomach"
count1
11
word"glinting"
count1
12
word"thundered"
count1
13
word"hulking"
count1
14
word"charged"
count1
15
word"shattered"
count1
16
word"silence"
count1
highlights
0"gloom"
1"lilt"
2"pulse"
3"etched"
4"silk"
5"searing"
6"gleaming"
7"velvet"
8"simmering"
9"tracing"
10"stomach"
11"glinting"
12"thundered"
13"hulking"
14"charged"
15"shattered"
16"silence"
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
narrationSentences158
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences158
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences194
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen24
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1489
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions7
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
16.67% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions65
wordCount1205
uniqueNames14
maxNameDensity1.66
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity4.5
worstWindowName"Evan"
discoveredNames
Moreau1
French1
Shoreditch1
London1
Ice1
Lucien20
Laila1
Evan14
Yu-Fei1
Silas-stamped1
Cardiff1
Rory12
Eva4
Ptolemy6
persons
0"Moreau"
1"Ice"
2"Lucien"
3"Laila"
4"Evan"
5"Yu-Fei"
6"Rory"
7"Eva"
8"Ptolemy"
places
0"Shoreditch"
1"London"
2"Silas-stamped"
3"Cardiff"
globalScore0.67
windowScore0.167
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences102
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1489
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences194
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs63
mean23.63
std12.29
cv0.52
sampleLengths
030
148
21
323
411
527
656
739
822
931
1021
1162
1222
1323
1427
1518
1642
173
1835
1933
2044
2130
2229
2348
2428
2526
2626
2732
2827
2917
3028
3130
325
3323
3420
3515
3620
3721
381
3932
4012
418
4227
4333
4424
4525
4616
4725
4831
4922
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences158
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs247
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount1
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences1
totalSentences194
ratio0.005
matches
0"A figure dropped through—Eva, wild-eyed, hurling a glowing scroll."
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1218
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"black under pale skin."
adverbCount32
adverbRatio0.026272577996715927
lyAdverbCount5
lyAdverbRatio0.004105090311986864
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences194
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences194
mean7.68
std4.72
cv0.616
sampleLengths
06
124
222
311
415
51
67
716
811
93
104
1114
126
133
141
158
168
178
1812
1916
205
2113
2221
2316
246
2515
268
278
289
2910
302
3114
328
3322
342
351
3615
377
3815
397
4014
412
423
431
4414
459
4610
478
4814
4914
69.07% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats1
diversityRatio0.4175257731958763
totalSentences194
uniqueOpeners81
47.96% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences139
matches
0"Just a tilt of his"
1"Then dawn, and him gone,"
ratio0.014
99.14% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount42
totalSentences139
matches
0"His eyes locked on hers,"
1"She gripped the door edge,"
2"He didn't smile."
3"Her pulse kicked."
4"He slipped inside smooth as"
5"She snatched two mismatched mugs"
6"His cane hooked the nearest"
7"He lowered into it, suit"
8"Her calls unanswered, his underworld"
9"She slid a mug his"
10"Her spine straightened."
11"She rubbed it absently, vision"
12"She shoved back from the"
13"He rose fluid, cane forgotten"
14"Her back hit the bookshelf."
15"His hand shot out, caging"
16"She remembered: his mouth claiming"
17"His black eye devouring her"
18"She shoved his chest, palm"
19"He caught her wrist, thumb"
ratio0.302
31.94% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount119
totalSentences139
matches
0"Rory wrenched the third deadbolt"
1"The door swung inwards on"
2"Lucien Moreau filled the threshold,"
3"That ivory-handled cane tapped once"
4"His eyes locked on hers,"
5"She gripped the door edge,"
6"Ptolemy, the tabby, slunk between"
7"He didn't smile."
8"Her pulse kicked."
9"That meddling witch with her"
10"Rory stepped back, letting the"
11"Invitation or trap, what did"
12"He slipped inside smooth as"
13"The deadbolts snicked home under"
14"The flat shrank around them."
15"Books teetered on every surface,"
16"A half-burnt sage bundle smouldered"
17"Lucien surveyed the chaos, heterochromatic"
18"She snatched two mismatched mugs"
19"Kettle whistled shrill from the"
ratio0.856
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences139
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences38
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"She rubbed it absently, vision blurring to the flat's wallpaper peeling like old skin."
1"Towered over her at five-eleven to her five-six, but it was the heat rolling off him that pinned her."
69.44% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags9
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"She slapped, but her voice cracked"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags1
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"Lucien barked (bark)"
dialogueSentences45
tagDensity0.022
leniency0.044
rawRatio1
effectiveRatio0.044
85.6101%