Run: 2026-02-25-01KJ95WZM108CRGHPKZ57D5T6N

Run Details

Duration:
25.3s
Cost:
$0.010790
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 resisted, catching on the warped wood of the frame before finally clicking into place. I didn't reach for the peep-hole. Brick Lane was loud enough at this hour to swallow the sound of a dozen footsteps, but the specific, rhythmic tap of an ivory-handled cane against the landing's floorboards was unmistakable. I yanked the door open. Lucien Moreau stood in the narrow, dim hallway like a stain of spilled ink on a cheap rug. His tailored charcoal wool suit looked offensive against the peeling floral wallpaper. He didn't offer a greeting. He simply leaned on that cane, his heterochromatic eyes, one a piercing amber and the other a void-like black, tracking the way my hand trembled on the brass handle. "You changed your hair." "You changed your city. I thought you were in Marseille." "I grew bored of the sunshine. It lacks the grit I require." He stepped forward, not waiting for an invitation. I retreated into the cramped living area, tripping over a stack of yellowed parchment scrolls that Eva had left balanced precariously on a footstool. Lucien caught my elbow, his grip through my thin cotton sleeve feeling like a brand. He didn't let go immediately. He waited until I found my footing, his thumb skimming the small crescent-shaped scar on my left wrist before he released me. "This place smells of turmeric and desperation, Aurora." "It's Brick Lane. Everything smells like curry. And the desperation belongs to the students downstairs." "Does it?" He surveyed the room with a clinical, cold detachment. Eva's flat was a chaotic maze of occult research and domestic neglect. Ptolemy, the raggedy orange tabby cat, sat atop a pile of leather-bound books, his tail twitching in a slow, rhythmic arc. The cat hissed, a low, guttural vibration that Lucien ignored as he set his cane against a rickety wooden chair. "Why are you here, Lucien? We finished this. In Cardiff. I made myself very clear." "You made a scene. Clarity is something else entirely." He moved toward the window, pulling back the grime-streaked lace curtain to peer down at the street. The flickering neon sign of the curry house below cast alternating pulses of sickly green and violent pink light across his platinum blond hair. He looked like a fallen angel trapped in a budget hostel. "I don't remember asking for a follow-up. I moved. I got a job. I'm fine." "A delivery person for a Chinese restaurant. Living in a room above a pub. This is what 'fine' looks like for a woman with your potential?" "It's a quiet life. No demons. No information brokers. No one trying to use me as a bargaining chip for a piece of Avaros." Lucien turned, the amber eye glowing with a faint, predatory heat. He crossed the small gap between us in three long, silent strides. I backed into the wall, the edge of a heavy oak frame biting into my shoulder blades. He didn't touch me, but he leaned in close enough that I could smell the expensive, smoky leather and sandalwood of his cologne. It was a scent that belonged in a high-rise penthouse, not this cramped, dusty box. "You were never meant for a quiet life, Rory. You have a restlessness in your marrow. It's why you left Evan, and it's why you'll eventually leave this gutter." "I left Evan because he was a monster. I left you because you're a different kind of one." "The kind you liked, if I recall." His voice dropped to a low, smooth baritone that made the hair on my arms stand up. I hated how easily he could find the cracks in my armour. I reached up, intending to push him away, but my hand landed on the crisp silk of his tie instead. I didn't push. I gripped the fabric, my knuckles brushing his throat. "I didn't like you. I was fascinated by the danger. There's a difference." "Is there?" He reached up, covering my hand with his own. His skin felt unnaturally cool, a reminder of the demon blood humming beneath his surface. "I came because Cardiff is talking. Your father is asking questions he shouldn't. Brendan Carter is a persistent man, and he's hired people who don't care about your desire for a quiet life." "My father is a barrister. He hires private investigators, not hitmen." "In the circles he's currently frequenting, the distinction is academic." He let go of my hand and stepped back, reclaiming the ivory-handled cane. He tapped the floor twice. The sound was sharp, like a bone snapping. "I can offer you protection. Again." "I don't want your protection. I want my life back. The one where I don't have to look over my shoulder every time a black sedan slows down on the corner." "That life died the moment you opened that grimoire in your father's library. You can't un-see the world, Aurora." He began to pace the small room, his eyes scanning the titles of the books Eva had piled high against the skirting boards. He stopped at a particularly ancient, crumbling volume bound in dark, pebbled leather. He nudged it with the tip of his cane. "Your friend is dabbling in things she doesn't understand. This flat is a beacon. Anyone with a drop of sight could find you from three boroughs away." "Eva is a researcher. She's careful." "Careful doesn't stop the hunger of the things that live in the shadows of Brick Lane. You're living in a glass house, throwing stones at stars." "And you're a man who profits from the breakage. Get out, Lucien. Whatever you're selling, I'm not buying it. Not tonight. Not ever." He stopped pacing and looked at me, his expression unreadable. For a moment, the mask slipped, and I saw something flick in his blackened eye—a flash of genuine, jagged frustration. "I'm not selling anything. I'm giving you a warning. Free of charge. A rare occurrence for a man of my profession." "Warning received. Now leave before I call the police." "The police? You've been in London too long. You're starting to believe in their little fairy tales of order." He moved toward the door, his movements fluid and precise. He grabbed the handle, but before he turned it, he paused. He didn't look back at me. "I left a gift on the table. Use it when the locks fail." "The locks won't fail." The door closed with a soft, final thud. I stood in the centre of the room, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. The silence of the flat felt heavier now, charged with the lingering electricity of his presence. I looked at the small, circular table near the door. Resting on top of a stack of delivery menus was a heavy, silver signet ring. The metal was dark, engraved with a sigil I didn't recognise, a twisting serpent eating its own tail. Beside it lay a single, handwritten note on thick cream cardstock. *He's already in the building.* A heavy thud sounded from the floor directly above. It wasn't the sound of furniture moving. It was the sound of something large hitting the floorboards with a wet, meaty smack. Ptolemy bolted from his perch, his fur standing straight up as he vanished under the sofa. Above us, the ceiling groaned under the weight of slow, deliberate footsteps. They weren't heading for the stairs. They were moving toward the air vent that connected my flat to the one above. I lunged for the table, my fingers closing around the silver ring. The metal felt ice-cold, the sigil stinging my palm as if the serpent were alive. From the hallway came the sound of the first deadbolt turning. Not from the outside with a key, but from the inside, the metal screeching as it was forced by a strength that shouldn't exist. I backed toward the kitchen, my hand fumbling for the drawer where I kept the heavy meat cleaver. The second deadbolt gave way with a sickening crack of splintering wood. The door didn't open. It exploded inward, the wood shattering into a thousand jagged white shards. A figure stood in the wreckage, tall and unnaturally thin, its limbs twisting at angles that defied human anatomy. It didn't have a face, just a smooth, pale expanse of skin where eyes and a mouth should have been. It tilted its head, a wet, clicking sound emerging from its throat. I didn't scream. I gripped the cleaver in one hand and the ring in the other, my back hitting the cold metal of the fridge. The creature took a step into the room, its long, grey fingers trailing along the wallpaper, leaving behind streaks of black, bubbling rot. It sensed the ring. It stopped, the clicking sound growing louder, faster, more frantic. Above the creature's head, the ceiling began to bleed a dark, viscous liquid that smelled of old copper and stagnant water. I looked down at the ring, the sigil glowing with a faint, pulsing blue light. "Lucien, you bastard," I whispered, just as the creature lurched forward.
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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)
dialogueSentences32
tagDensity0.031
leniency0.063
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
96.71% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1519
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"very"
count1
highlights
0"very"
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)
44.04% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1519
totalAiIsms17
found
0
word"footsteps"
count2
1
word"rhythmic"
count2
2
word"trembled"
count1
3
word"chaotic"
count1
4
word"potential"
count1
5
word"silk"
count1
6
word"reminder"
count1
7
word"desire"
count1
8
word"scanning"
count1
9
word"beacon"
count1
10
word"unreadable"
count1
11
word"silence"
count1
12
word"charged"
count1
13
word"weight"
count1
14
word"lurched"
count1
highlights
0"footsteps"
1"rhythmic"
2"trembled"
3"chaotic"
4"potential"
5"silk"
6"reminder"
7"desire"
8"scanning"
9"beacon"
10"unreadable"
11"silence"
12"charged"
13"weight"
14"lurched"
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
narrationSentences77
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences77
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences108
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen34
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans1
markdownWords5
totalWords1518
ratio0.003
matches
0"He's already in the building."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions5
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions9
wordCount1048
uniqueNames4
maxNameDensity0.38
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Lane1
Moreau1
Eva3
Lucien4
persons
0"Moreau"
1"Eva"
2"Lucien"
places
0"Lane"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences68
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"looked like a fallen angel trapped in a b"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.659
wordCount1518
matches
0"Not from the outside with a key, but from the inside, the metal screeching as it was forced by a"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences108
matches
0"scrolls that Eva"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs59
mean25.73
std18.87
cv0.734
sampleLengths
054
15
264
34
410
512
674
78
815
92
1062
1115
129
1352
1415
1526
1624
1778
1829
1918
207
2161
2213
232
2424
2533
2611
2710
2826
296
3031
3119
3245
3327
346
3526
3623
3730
3821
399
4019
4127
4213
434
4442
4554
465
4731
4849
4927
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences77
matches
0"was forced"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs160
matches
0"weren't heading"
1"were moving"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount1
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences1
totalSentences108
ratio0.009
matches
0"For a moment, the mask slipped, and I saw something flick in his blackened eye—a flash of genuine, jagged frustration."
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1057
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"small crescent-shaped scar"
adverbCount24
adverbRatio0.02270577105014191
lyAdverbCount10
lyAdverbRatio0.00946073793755913
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences108
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences108
mean14.06
std7.12
cv0.506
sampleLengths
017
16
231
35
418
512
65
729
84
910
1012
118
1224
1315
145
1522
168
1715
182
199
2012
2121
2220
2315
249
2517
2624
2711
2815
2926
3024
3111
3212
3317
3423
3515
3629
3718
387
3917
4012
4120
423
439
4413
452
469
4715
4833
4911
31.48% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats20
diversityRatio0.26851851851851855
totalSentences108
uniqueOpeners29
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences77
matches(empty)
ratio0
0.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount50
totalSentences77
matches
0"I didn't reach for the"
1"I yanked the door open."
2"His tailored charcoal wool suit"
3"He didn't offer a greeting."
4"He simply leaned on that"
5"He stepped forward, not waiting"
6"I retreated into the cramped"
7"He didn't let go immediately."
8"He waited until I found"
9"He surveyed the room with"
10"He moved toward the window,"
11"He looked like a fallen"
12"He crossed the small gap"
13"I backed into the wall,"
14"He didn't touch me, but"
15"It was a scent that"
16"His voice dropped to a"
17"I hated how easily he"
18"I reached up, intending to"
19"I didn't push."
ratio0.649
5.45% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount70
totalSentences77
matches
0"The third deadbolt resisted, catching"
1"I didn't reach for the"
2"Brick Lane was loud enough"
3"I yanked the door open."
4"Lucien Moreau stood in the"
5"His tailored charcoal wool suit"
6"He didn't offer a greeting."
7"He simply leaned on that"
8"He stepped forward, not waiting"
9"I retreated into the cramped"
10"Lucien caught my elbow, his"
11"He didn't let go immediately."
12"He waited until I found"
13"He surveyed the room with"
14"Eva's flat was a chaotic"
15"Ptolemy, the raggedy orange tabby"
16"The cat hissed, a low,"
17"He moved toward the window,"
18"The flickering neon sign of"
19"He looked like a fallen"
ratio0.909
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences77
matches(empty)
ratio0
77.92% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences55
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"It was a scent that belonged in a high-rise penthouse, not this cramped, dusty box."
1"They were moving toward the air vent that connected my flat to the one above."
2"The metal felt ice-cold, the sigil stinging my palm as if the serpent were alive."
3"Not from the outside with a key, but from the inside, the metal screeching as it was forced by a strength that shouldn't exist."
4"Above the creature's head, the ceiling began to bleed a dark, viscous liquid that smelled of old copper and stagnant water."
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
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"I whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences32
tagDensity0.031
leniency0.063
rawRatio1
effectiveRatio0.063
81.6536%