Run: 2026-02-25-01KJ95EY1WCWG9HH2FXS296THA

Run Details

Duration:
1m 12s
Cost:
$0.013434
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 gave way with a bone-deep shudder that vibrated up my arm. I shoved the door open, ready to tell the landlord exactly where he could shove his rent increase, but the words withered on my tongue. Lucien Moreau leaned against the doorframe, looking like he had stepped straight out of a charcoal sketch. His ivory-handled cane clicked against the floorboards as he shifted his weight. That familiar, expensive scent of sandalwood and something darker, like ozone before a storm, flooded the narrow hallway. "You look terrible, Aurora." "And you look like you're lost. This isn't Mayfair." "Clearly." He stepped past me without an invitation. He moved with a predatory grace that ignored the cramped reality of Brick Lane. His tailored charcoal suit stayed crisp despite the humidity of the evening, a stark contrast to my stained Golden Empress oversized oversized t-shirt and leggings. He stopped in the middle of the living room, his heterochromatic eyes, one amber, one black, scanning the chaos of Eva’s research. "Still living among the scrolls of dead men? I expected more from you after Cardiff." "I don't remember asking for your expectations. Or your presence." I slammed the door, the sound echoing through the flat. Ptolemy, the tabby cat, let out a disgruntled hiss from his perch atop a stack of 18th-century law texts. Lucien didn't flinch. He walked further into the room, trailing his fingers over the edge of a mahogany scarred table. "Your mother called me." The air left my lungs. My hand went instinctively to the small crescent-shaped scar on my left wrist, a nervous tic I hated. "Jennifer has no right. I told her I was fine." "She doesn't believe you. Neither do I. You ran from Cardiff to hide in a curry house attic, Rory. It’s beneath your intellect." "I didn't run. I relocated. There is a difference." "A semantic one. You left a trail of unpaid debts and broken hearts. Mostly the former." He turned to face me. The flickering light from the overhead bulb caught the platinum blond of his hair. He looked like an angel carved from ice, but I knew the demon blood that ran through his veins. I knew the heat he could trade for that cold exterior. "Why are you really here, Lucien? You don't do house calls for concerned mothers unless there’s a commission involved." "I found him." The room went cold. The scent of the curry shop downstairs, usually a comforting hum of turmeric and cumin, suddenly felt suffocating. I gripped the back of a velvet tattered chair to keep my knees from buckling. "Evan?" "He’s in London. He’s been asking questions at the docks. Looking for a girl with Cardiff law in her head and fire in her eyes." Lucien stepped closer. His height always made me feel small, but never weak. Not until now. He reached out, his gloved hand hovering near my face before he dropped it back to the head of his cane. "I can make him go away, Aurora. Permanently this time." "I don't want your version of help. It always comes with a contract written in blood." "At least it's an honest currency. Better than the lies you tell yourself every morning when you put on that ridiculous restaurant uniform." I pushed past him, heading for the tiny kitchen nook just to put space between us. The flat was a disaster. Yellowed ancient scrolls draped over the radiator, and a silver delicate tea set sat forgotten near a pile of damp laundry. I grabbed a glass of water, my hands shaking just enough for the ice to clink against the rim. "You think I’m some damsel. I’ve handled myself for two years." "You’ve survived. You haven't lived. There’s a distinction." He followed me, his cane tapping a rhythmic, maddening beat on the linoleum. He caught my wrist, the one with the scar. His grip was firm, warm, and entirely too familiar. I tried to pull away, but he held fast, his amber eye searching mine for the cracks in my resolve. "Let go." "Tell me you don't miss it. The puzzles. The stakes. The way we used to work the back rooms of the Spires." "I miss having a life that didn't involve looking over my shoulder every time a black car slowed down on the street." "Then let me end it. One signature. One favour." "I’m not your pawn anymore, Lucien." He pulled me closer, the distance between us vanishing until I could see the flecks of gold in his black pupil. He leaned down, his breath ghosting over my ear. "You were never a pawn, Aurora. You were the Queen. You just forgot how to move." I felt the familiar, dangerous pull of him. It was a zig-zag of emotion, fear and desire warring in my chest. He smelled like power. He smelled like the mistakes I swore I’d never make again. I looked up at him, my lips inches from his. "What's the favour?" "Information. Silas is holding a package in the cellar of his bar. A box from the Avaros realm. I need the code." "The bar I live above? You want me to rob my landlord?" "I want you to retrieve what belongs to my father’s house. In exchange, Evan disappears. No more hiding. No more Brick Lane. You can go back to being Aurora Carter." "Aurora Carter is dead. I'm Rory now." "Rory is a mask. And it’s slipping." He released my wrist, but the skin where he’d touched me burned. He reached into his suit jacket and pulled out a small black velvet pouch. He set it on the counter next to a bowl of half-eaten noodles. "Consider it an advance. It’s a protection ward. Keep it on you." "I don't want your trinkets." "It's not a trinket. It's a necessity." He walked back toward the living room, his movements fluid and precise. He stopped by the bookshelf, picking up a heavy leather-bound volume on Welsh folklore. He flipped through the pages with a bored expression before sliding it back into place, perfectly aligned with the others. "I'll give you twenty-four hours to decide. After that, Evan finds this door. And I won't be here to hold it shut." "You're a bastard, Lucien." "I'm a realist. There's a difference." He reached for the door handle, but he paused, his head cocking to the side as if listening to something I couldn't hear. His expression shifted from arrogance to a sharp, jagged alertness. "What is it?" "We don't have twenty-four hours." A sudden, violent crash erupted from the bedroom window. Glass spray-painted the floor in diamond shards. A low, guttural growl vibrated through the walls, something that didn't sound human. Ptolemy bolted, a blur of fur disappearing under the sofa. Lucien twisted the head of his cane, drawing a thin shimmering silver blade from the ivory sheath. "Stay behind me, Aurora." "I thought you said he was asking questions, not sending monsters!" "This isn't Evan." The bedroom door splintered inward. A shadow, thick and oily like spilled ink, poured into the small living space. It coalesced into a formless, towering shape with eyes that glowed like dying embers. The temperature in the flat plummeted, turning my breath into a white misty cloud. Lucien stepped forward, his blade humming with a faint violet light. "Avaros hunters. It seems my father is more impatient than I anticipated." The shadow lunged, its claws scything through the air where Lucien had been standing a second before. He moved like a blur, the blade whistling as it cut through the darkness, but the shadow just melted and reformed. "Aurora, the pouch! The ward!" I lunged for the kitchen counter, my fingers scrambling for the velvet black bag. Behind me, the sound of Lucien’s blade clashing against something that sounded like stone filled the room. I grabbed the pouch, but as I turned, a second shadow erupted from the floorboards at my feet. It wrapped a cold numbing coil around my ankle and yanked. I hit the floor hard, the air driven from my lungs. The pouch skittered across the linoleum, sliding just out of reach under the oven. "Lucien!" He turned, for a split second his focus breaking from the creature he was fighting. That was all the hunter needed. The first shadow slammed into him, throwing him back against the mahogany bookshelf. Books rained down like heavy leather bricks, burying him in a heap of paper and wood. The shadow at my feet tightened its grip, pulling me toward the darkness of the bedroom. I kicked out, my heel catching something solid, but the creature didn't let go. It pulled me faster, my fingernails scraping against the floorboards as I tried to find purchase. "Aurora!" Lucien’s voice was a roar I’d never heard from him. He burst from the debris, his face bloodied, his heterochromatic eyes glowing with a terrifying internal light. But he was too far. The shadow dragged me over the threshold of the bedroom, and the door slammed shut with a finality that felt like a tombstone. The lock clicked. From the other side, I heard the sound of something heavy toppling against the wood, followed by a wet tearing sound. I scrambled backward, my back hitting the cold glass-strewn floor under the broken window. The shadow loomed over me, its form flickering, its face shifting into a maw of endless teeth. Then, the window behind me shattered completely as a second figure leaped through the opening, landing between me and the creature. It wasn't Lucien. "Rory," the newcomer said, his voice a rasping nightmare I hadn't heard in three years. "Found you." Evan stood there, a jagged obsidian knife in one hand and a twisted grin on his face, while the shadow behind him waited like a loyal dog.
created_at"2026-02-25T01:08:51.91Z" 2/25/2026, 1:08:51 AM
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags1
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences48
tagDensity0.021
leniency0.042
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
87.82% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1642
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"really"
count1
1
adverb"suddenly"
count1
2
adverb"perfectly"
count1
3
adverb"completely"
count1
highlights
0"really"
1"suddenly"
2"perfectly"
3"completely"
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)
33.01% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1642
totalAiIsms22
found
0
word"vibrated"
count2
1
word"weight"
count1
2
word"familiar"
count3
3
word"stark"
count1
4
word"scanning"
count1
5
word"echoing"
count1
6
word"comforting"
count1
7
word"velvet"
count3
8
word"rhythmic"
count1
9
word"resolve"
count1
10
word"pawn"
count2
11
word"desire"
count1
12
word"aligned"
count1
13
word"loomed"
count1
14
word"maw"
count1
15
word"shattered"
count1
highlights
0"vibrated"
1"weight"
2"familiar"
3"stark"
4"scanning"
5"echoing"
6"comforting"
7"velvet"
8"rhythmic"
9"resolve"
10"pawn"
11"desire"
12"aligned"
13"loomed"
14"maw"
15"shattered"
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
narrationSentences86
matches(empty)
93.02% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences86
filterMatches
0"feel"
hedgeMatches
0"tried to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences133
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen30
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1642
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions9
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions17
wordCount1163
uniqueNames9
maxNameDensity0.77
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity2
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Moreau1
Brick1
Lane1
Golden1
Empress1
Eva1
Welsh1
Lucien9
Evan1
persons
0"Moreau"
1"Empress"
2"Eva"
3"Lucien"
4"Evan"
places
0"Brick"
1"Lane"
globalScore1
windowScore1
0.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences74
glossingSentenceCount5
matches
0"looked like an angel carved from ice, but"
1"smelled like the mistakes I swore I’d neve"
2"as if listening to something I couldn't hear"
3"sounded like stone filled the room"
4"felt like a tombstone"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1642
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences133
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs76
mean21.61
std17.11
cv0.792
sampleLengths
039
147
24
39
41
568
615
710
849
94
1023
1110
1223
139
1416
1549
1619
173
1837
191
2025
2137
2210
2316
2423
2561
2611
278
2851
292
3022
3122
329
336
3430
3516
3646
373
3822
3912
4030
417
427
4339
4412
455
467
4746
4822
494
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences86
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs185
matches
0"was fighting"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences133
ratio0
matches(empty)
82.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1171
adjectiveStacks3
stackExamples
0"small crescent-shaped scar"
1"heavy leather-bound volume"
2"cold glass-strewn floor"
adverbCount29
adverbRatio0.024765157984628524
lyAdverbCount8
lyAdverbRatio0.006831767719897523
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences133
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences133
mean12.35
std6.67
cv0.54
sampleLengths
014
125
217
312
418
54
69
71
87
914
1025
1122
1215
1310
1410
1519
163
1717
184
195
2018
2110
2223
239
2416
255
2614
2719
2811
2919
303
314
3218
3315
341
3525
363
3710
383
3921
4010
4116
4223
4316
445
4521
4619
4711
488
4913
40.35% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats13
diversityRatio0.3007518796992481
totalSentences133
uniqueOpeners40
38.76% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences86
matches
0"Then, the window behind me"
ratio0.012
0.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount48
totalSentences86
matches
0"I shoved the door open,"
1"His ivory-handled cane clicked against"
2"He stepped past me without"
3"He moved with a predatory"
4"His tailored charcoal suit stayed"
5"He stopped in the middle"
6"I slammed the door, the"
7"He walked further into the"
8"My hand went instinctively to"
9"He turned to face me."
10"He looked like an angel"
11"I knew the heat he"
12"I gripped the back of"
13"His height always made me"
14"He reached out, his gloved"
15"I pushed past him, heading"
16"I grabbed a glass of"
17"He followed me, his cane"
18"He caught my wrist, the"
19"His grip was firm, warm,"
ratio0.558
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount80
totalSentences86
matches
0"The third deadbolt gave way"
1"I shoved the door open,"
2"Lucien Moreau leaned against the"
3"His ivory-handled cane clicked against"
4"That familiar, expensive scent of"
5"He stepped past me without"
6"He moved with a predatory"
7"His tailored charcoal suit stayed"
8"He stopped in the middle"
9"I slammed the door, the"
10"Ptolemy, the tabby cat, let"
11"Lucien didn't flinch."
12"He walked further into the"
13"The air left my lungs."
14"My hand went instinctively to"
15"He turned to face me."
16"The flickering light from the"
17"He looked like an angel"
18"I knew the heat he"
19"The room went cold."
ratio0.93
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences86
matches(empty)
ratio0
87.91% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences65
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"The third deadbolt gave way with a bone-deep shudder that vibrated up my arm."
1"He reached for the door handle, but he paused, his head cocking to the side as if listening to something I couldn't hear."
2"The shadow lunged, its claws scything through the air where Lucien had been standing a second before."
3"He turned, for a split second his focus breaking from the creature he was fighting."
4"The shadow loomed over me, its form flickering, its face shifting into a maw of endless teeth."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags1
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags1
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences48
tagDensity0.021
leniency0.042
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
78.7625%