Run: 2026-02-25-01KJ95AM2SWDZXZF23X70DEDBT

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Duration:
27.6s
Cost:
$0.011564
Provider:
Google AI Studio

Model input

System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Romance genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4415" name="Lucien Moreau" aliases="Lucien, Luc, the Frenchman" pronouns="he/him" species="Half-Demon" storyRole="Ally"> <eyeColor>heterochromatic — one amber, one black</eyeColor> <hair>slicked-back platinum blond</hair> <height>5'11"</height> <age>32</age> <cane>ivory-handled cane that conceals a thin blade</cane> <dress>tailored charcoal suits</dress> <description>An impeccably dressed fixer and information broker in London's supernatural underworld. He speaks four languages fluently.</description> <backstory>Born in Marseille to a human mother and a demon father from the realm of Avaros.</backstory> </character> <location id="858" name="Eva's Flat" aliases="Eva's place, the flat on Brick Lane" realm="Earth"> <cat>tabby cat named Ptolemy</cat> <security>three deadbolts on the front door</security> <description>A cramped one-bedroom flat above a curry house on Brick Lane, East London. Every surface is covered with books, scrolls, and research notes.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the romance genre. Two people who parted on complicated terms are forced together again when one shows up unannounced at the other's flat. There's history between them — attraction, hurt, and things left unsaid. Write the scene from the moment the door opens. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The third deadbolt groaned, a metallic protest that echoed the knots tightening in my stomach. I didn't need to look through the peephole to know who stood on the grit-dusted landing of Brick Lane. The scent reached me first, a sharp, expensive blend of sandalwood and something cold, like mountain air before a thunderstorm. It didn't belong in a hallway that usually smelled of turmeric, frying onions, and damp carpet. I pulled the door open just wide enough to frame him. Lucien Moreau looked exactly as he had six months ago, which was to say, he looked like a beautiful, cruel statue carved from winter. He wore a tailored charcoal wool coat over a suit that probably cost more than the building we stood in. His slicked-back platinum blond hair caught the flickering light of the hallway bulb, and those eyes, one a piercing amber, the other an abyssal black, tracked the movement of my hand on the doorframe. "You look tired, Aurora." "I look like I’ve been working a double shift at the Golden Empress. You look like you’re lost." I tried to shut the door, but the tip of an ivory-handled cane wedged into the gap. The wood was old and white, polished to a dull sheen by years of use. Lucien didn't push. He didn't have to. He simply stood there, an immovable object in a world of fragile things. "I am never lost. I am, however, in need of a chair. And perhaps a glass of whatever cheap, acidic red wine you keep in that cupboard." "I don't have wine. I have tap water and a very short temper. Why are you here?" "The Welsh winter must have soured your hospitality. May I?" He stepped forward, not waiting for an answer. I retreated, my boots clicking against the scuffed linoleum. Lucien entered the flat with the predatory grace of something that lived in the high, dark places of the world. He filled the cramped one-bedroom space instantly, his presence making the stacks of Eva’s ancient scrolls and crumbling leather-bound books look like cluttered rubbish. Ptolemy, the tabby cat, let out a low, guttural hiss from his perch atop a pile of research notes on Avarosian demonic hierarchies. The cat’s fur stood on end, a jagged ridge of ginger and brown. "The beast remembers me," Lucien remarked. He leaned his cane against the edge of a wobbly wooden dining table. "The beast has excellent taste. He hates everyone who smells like ozone and bad intentions." I crossed my arms, tucking my left hand under my elbow to hide the small crescent-shaped scar on my wrist. It throbbed whenever he was near, a phantom ache that reminded me of the night everything went sideways in Cardiff. I watched him survey my life with a clinical, detached interest. He ran a gloved finger along the spine of a book on the shelf, then turned to face me. The heat in the room rose. It wasn't the radiator, which had been dead since November. It was him. The demon blood in his veins acted like a furnace, radiating a dry, scorched warmth that made the air feel thin. "You've been hiding, Rory." "I've been living. There's a difference." "Is there? Delivering subpar Cantonese food to people who can't afford better? Living in a flat that smells of cardamom and desperation?" "It’s my desperation. I earned it." I walked past him toward the tiny kitchenette, the space so narrow our shoulders brushed. The friction sent a jolt of static through my thin cotton shirt. I reached for the kettle, my fingers trembling just enough for him to notice. Lucien didn't miss a thing. He moved behind me, his shadow stretching across the stained countertop, swallowing my own. "You left without your payment," he said. His voice was a low, smooth baritone that vibrated in the small of my back. "I left because I didn't want to owe you anything. A deal with a fixer is one thing. A debt to a Moreau is a life sentence." "And yet, here I am. Bringing the debt to your door." I spun around, the kettle forgotten. He was too close. I could see the faint, silver flecks in his black eye, the depth of it like looking into a well with no bottom. He reached out, his hand hovering near my face before his fingers settled on a stray lock of my straight shoulder-length black hair. He tucked it behind my ear, his touch surprisingly cool for a man who ran hot. "Evan is looking for you." The name hit me like a physical blow. My breath hitched. I hated myself for the reaction, for the way my heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird. "He doesn't know where I am. Eva made sure of that." "Eva is a talented researcher, but she is human. Humans leave trails. They leave crumbs for the birds to follow." Lucien’s hand slid down to my jaw, his thumb grazing my lip. There was a hunger in his amber eye, something raw and ancient that bypassed the sophisticated facade of his charcoal suit. I should have pushed him away. I should have grabbed the thin blade concealed in his cane and pointed it at his throat. Instead, I leaned into the contact, a traitorous part of me craving the danger he represented. "Why do you care?" I whispered. "I'm just a delivery girl from Cardiff." "You are a woman who walked out on a half-demon with fifty thousand pounds of his money still on the table. No one walks away from me, Aurora. Not without a scar." "You already gave me one." I pulled my wrist out from under my arm and showed him the crescent mark. It wasn't from a childhood accident, not really. It was the mark of a deal we’d made in a rain-slicked alleyway when I was desperate enough to believe he was a savior. He looked at it, his expression softening for a fraction of a second before the mask of the fixer snapped back into place. "A souvenir," he murmured. "To ensure you didn't forget the price of my silence." He moved his hand from my jaw to my waist, pulling me flush against him. The tailored fabric of his coat felt rough against my skin. The silence in the flat became heavy, filled only by the distant sound of a car horn on Brick Lane and the rhythmic tick-tock of a clock on the mantle. "Get out, Lucien," I said, even as I gripped the lapels of his coat. "You don't want me to leave. You’re terrified of what happens when the door closes and I’m on the other side of it." "I'm more terrified of what happens if you stay." He bent his head, his lips hovering inches from mine. I could taste the iron and honey on his breath. "The Frenchman always gets his due, Rory. You know the rules. You play the game until the board is empty." He didn't kiss me. He waited. He was a master of the slow, deliberate torture of anticipation. He wanted me to beg, or scream, or break. I did none of those things. I reached up and gripped his tie, twisting the silk around my hand. "What is the price for tonight?" "Information," he said, the word a caress against my skin. "And a place to stay. My townhouse has been... compromised." "Compromised by whom?" "The same people who told Evan where to find the girl with the blue eyes and the Welsh accent." I let go of his tie, my mind racing. If someone was targeting Lucien Moreau, then my little flat above Silas’ bar wasn't a sanctuary anymore. It was a kill box. "We need to go," I said, looking toward the window. "Already?" Lucien reached for his cane, his eyes narrowing as he looked toward the front door. "I haven't even had my water." The sound of shattering glass erupted from the bedroom. Ptolemy bolted, a streak of ginger lightning disappearing under the sofa. I didn't have time to scream before the front door's three deadbolts didn't just groan—they exploded inward, the wood splintering like matchsticks. A heavy, thick-set man in a damp grey tracksuit stepped over the ruins of the doorframe. He held a high-powered tranquilizer rifle, the barrel aimed directly at Lucien’s chest. "Mr. Moreau," the man rasped, his voice sounding like gravel in a blender. "The Client wants a word." Lucien didn't flinch. He didn't even drop his hand from my waist. He simply shifted his weight, his fingers tightening on the ivory handle of his cane. "I'm afraid I'm booked for the evening," Lucien said, his tone conversational. "I’m currently busy ruining a young lady’s reputation." The man lowered the rifle slightly, but two more figures appeared in the hallway, their faces obscured by black tactical masks. They weren't just common thugs. I recognized the sigil on their collars—a twisted silver serpent. "The Avarosian Guard," I whispered. "Exactly," Lucien replied, his heterochromatic eyes glowing with a sudden, violent light. "Rory, do you remember that out-of-the-box thinking you’re so famous for?" "Yeah?" "Use it now." He shoved me toward the kitchenette as he unsheathed the thin, gleaming blade from his cane. The first guard lunged, and the air in the flat turned to fire.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags12
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences44
tagDensity0.273
leniency0.545
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
90.40% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1563
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"very"
count1
1
adverb"really"
count1
2
adverb"slightly"
count1
highlights
0"very"
1"really"
2"slightly"
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)
45.62% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1563
totalAiIsms17
found
0
word"echoed"
count1
1
word"stomach"
count1
2
word"abyssal"
count1
3
word"throbbed"
count1
4
word"warmth"
count1
5
word"vibrated"
count1
6
word"facade"
count1
7
word"ensure"
count1
8
word"silence"
count2
9
word"rhythmic"
count1
10
word"anticipation"
count1
11
word"silk"
count1
12
word"racing"
count1
13
word"sanctuary"
count1
14
word"weight"
count1
15
word"gleaming"
count1
highlights
0"echoed"
1"stomach"
2"abyssal"
3"throbbed"
4"warmth"
5"vibrated"
6"facade"
7"ensure"
8"silence"
9"rhythmic"
10"anticipation"
11"silk"
12"racing"
13"sanctuary"
14"weight"
15"gleaming"
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
narrationSentences90
matches
0"was desperate"
95.24% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount2
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences90
filterMatches
0"look"
1"feel"
hedgeMatches
0"tried to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences122
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen35
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1561
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions10
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
66.67% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions22
wordCount1137
uniqueNames8
maxNameDensity1.06
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity3
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Brick2
Lane2
Moreau2
Eva1
Avarosian1
Cardiff1
November1
Lucien12
persons
0"Moreau"
1"Eva"
2"Lucien"
places
0"Brick"
1"Lane"
2"Cardiff"
globalScore0.972
windowScore0.667
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences73
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"looked like a beautiful, cruel statue car"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1561
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences122
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs58
mean26.91
std21.04
cv0.782
sampleLengths
070
111
278
34
418
552
627
717
810
961
1036
1119
1215
1370
1440
154
166
1722
186
1960
2022
2127
2211
2372
245
2530
2611
2720
2872
2913
3032
315
3270
3314
3456
3514
3623
379
3840
3945
406
4120
423
4319
4431
4510
4622
4742
4829
4918
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences90
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs187
matches
0"was targeting"
96.02% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount2
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences2
totalSentences122
ratio0.016
matches
0"I didn't have time to scream before the front door's three deadbolts didn't just groan—they exploded inward, the wood splintering like matchsticks."
1"I recognized the sigil on their collars—a twisted silver serpent."
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount959
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"small crescent-shaped scar"
adverbCount30
adverbRatio0.03128258602711158
lyAdverbCount10
lyAdverbRatio0.010427528675703858
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences122
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences122
mean12.8
std7.03
cv0.55
sampleLengths
015
119
220
316
411
524
620
734
84
918
1017
1115
123
134
1413
1527
1617
1710
188
199
2020
2124
2223
2313
246
2513
2615
2720
2820
2911
3019
316
3210
333
3421
354
366
3722
386
3915
4012
4114
425
4314
447
4515
4627
4711
486
494
36.89% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats16
diversityRatio0.2540983606557377
totalSentences122
uniqueOpeners31
39.68% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences84
matches
0"Instead, I leaned into the"
ratio0.012
0.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount55
totalSentences84
matches
0"I didn't need to look"
1"It didn't belong in a"
2"I pulled the door open"
3"He wore a tailored charcoal"
4"His slicked-back platinum blond hair"
5"I tried to shut the"
6"He didn't have to."
7"He simply stood there, an"
8"He stepped forward, not waiting"
9"I retreated, my boots clicking"
10"He filled the cramped one-bedroom"
11"He leaned his cane against"
12"I crossed my arms, tucking"
13"It throbbed whenever he was"
14"I watched him survey my"
15"He ran a gloved finger"
16"It wasn't the radiator, which"
17"It was him."
18"I walked past him toward"
19"I reached for the kettle,"
ratio0.655
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount81
totalSentences84
matches
0"The third deadbolt groaned, a"
1"I didn't need to look"
2"The scent reached me first,"
3"It didn't belong in a"
4"I pulled the door open"
5"Lucien Moreau looked exactly as"
6"He wore a tailored charcoal"
7"His slicked-back platinum blond hair"
8"I tried to shut the"
9"The wood was old and"
10"Lucien didn't push."
11"He didn't have to."
12"He simply stood there, an"
13"He stepped forward, not waiting"
14"I retreated, my boots clicking"
15"Lucien entered the flat with"
16"He filled the cramped one-bedroom"
17"Ptolemy, the tabby cat, let"
18"The cat’s fur stood on"
19"He leaned his cane against"
ratio0.964
59.52% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences84
matches
0"If someone was targeting Lucien"
ratio0.012
76.72% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences54
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"Lucien entered the flat with the predatory grace of something that lived in the high, dark places of the world."
1"He filled the cramped one-bedroom space instantly, his presence making the stacks of Eva’s ancient scrolls and crumbling leather-bound books look like cluttered…"
2"It throbbed whenever he was near, a phantom ache that reminded me of the night everything went sideways in Cardiff."
3"The demon blood in his veins acted like a furnace, radiating a dry, scorched warmth that made the air feel thin."
4"He tucked it behind my ear, his touch surprisingly cool for a man who ran hot."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags12
uselessAdditionCount5
matches
0"he said, the word a caress against my skin"
1"Lucien reached, his eyes narrowing as he looked toward the front door"
2"the man rasped, his voice sounding like gravel in a blender"
3"Lucien said, his tone conversational"
4"Lucien replied, his heterochromatic eyes glowing with a sudden, violent light"
81.82% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags9
fancyCount3
fancyTags
0"I whispered (whisper)"
1"he murmured (murmur)"
2"I whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences44
tagDensity0.205
leniency0.409
rawRatio0.333
effectiveRatio0.136
79.4191%