Run: 2026-03-18-01KM07D3WRC6RQPR5G8H95AD2C

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Duration:
13.5s
Cost:
$0.013235
Provider:
OpenAI

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 first knock rattled through Eva’s flat like a threat. Aurora Carter froze with her hand inside the kitchen drawer, fingers wrapped round a screwdriver she had been using to pry open a jammed packet of tea. The second knock came sharper, impatient, and Ptolemy shot off the sofa with a huff, his tail puffed into a bottlebrush. Another strike landed against the front door. “Rory.” Eva’s voice drifted from the bedroom, already annoyed. “If that’s the landlord, I swear I’ll hex his knees.” “Not the landlord.” Aurora crossed the narrow hall in three quick steps, screwdriver still in hand. Three deadbolts. The flat on Brick Lane always felt like a bunker with a kettle. She slid the first bolt back, then the second, and paused at the third when a familiar presence bled through the wood like smoke under a door. Her stomach tightened. She pulled the final lock free and opened the door. Lucien Moreau filled the frame in charcoal and ice, one gloved hand resting on the ivory handle of his cane. London’s grime had no business touching him. Somehow it never did. His slicked-back blond hair gleamed against the dim landing light, and one amber eye fixed on her while the other, black as spilled ink, took in the flat behind her with cool precision. “Bonsoir, ma chère.” Aurora’s grip tightened on the screwdriver. “Lucien.” His gaze dropped to her hand. “You keep asking my name like it might hurt you less.” “It might.” A faint curve touched his mouth. Not quite a smile. More like a knife remembering its edge. She did not move aside. He did not ask. Ptolemy wound himself round Aurora’s ankles and hissed at Lucien’s polished shoes. “You have always known how to make an entrance,” she said. “And you, how to make a man wait in a corridor.” Lucien lifted the cane a fraction. “Invite me in, Rory.” She hated the way he said her name, soft and loaded, like he could peel off the layers and find the old wound underneath. “No.” The word landed between them. Lucien’s expression did not shift, but the air changed all the same. From inside the flat came the scrape of a chair and Eva’s voice, sharp with suspicion. “Rory? Who’s there?” Aurora did not look away from Lucien. “Someone who clearly missed the memo about basic manners.” “Ah.” Lucien’s eyes flicked once over her shoulder. “Your friend is present. That complicates matters.” “It complicates nothing. You’re leaving.” His cane tapped the threshold once. Tick. “Your door locks are impressive,” he said. “Three deadbolts. Sensible. Yet your back stair remains flimsy, and the curry house below has a habit of letting strangers in through the service entrance.” Aurora felt the first thin thread of unease slide between her ribs. “How do you know that?” “I know many things.” “That was not an answer.” “Non.” His gaze settled on hers, direct and unreadable. “It was a warning.” Ptolemy spat at him. Lucien glanced down, unimpressed. “I have met less hostile creatures in the Avaros market.” “That cat once bit a bishop,” Aurora said. “He’s a good judge of character.” “Then he should adore me.” Lucien reached into his coat. Aurora moved before she thought. The screwdriver came up in a clean line, its metal tip aimed at his throat. Lucien stopped. Not because he feared her. Because he respected the knife path. “Don’t,” she said. His eyes dropped to the screwdriver, then returned to her face. “You kept it.” She swallowed. “What?” “The scar on your wrist.” His voice softened by a degree. “Still there. I wondered.” Aurora’s left wrist burned as if her skin remembered his attention. She curled her hand tighter, the crescent-shaped scar hidden against her palm. “That’s not your business.” “No.” His head tipped a fraction. “It became my concern the night you vanished.” A pulse throbbed behind her eyes. Gone before she could pin it down, the memory of his hand at her back, his voice in her ear, the smell of rain and expensive tobacco and something darker beneath. She shoved it down. “You came here to lecture me?” she asked. “Because if that’s all, you can save your breath.” Lucien took out a folded piece of black paper and held it up between two fingers. “I came because this was delivered to my office.” Aurora did not take it. “Open your hand, Rory.” “No.” His jaw shifted once. “Your refusal is childish.” “Your timing is criminal.” A flicker, quick and dangerous, passed through his mismatched eyes. “On that, at least, we agree.” From the bedroom, Eva called again, less patient now. “Who is it?” Lucien’s gaze slid past Aurora, then back. “Your friend does not sound amused.” “She has excellent instincts.” “And yours are sentimental, apparently.” Aurora gave a short laugh with no warmth in it. “You came here uninvited, unannounced, and unrepentant. Don’t talk to me about sentiment.” For the first time, something in his face sharpened. Not anger. Worse. Recognition. “Very well,” he said. “Practicality then. Someone has found your old name.” Silence tightened the hall. Aurora stared at him. “What did you say?” He held the black paper out again. “Read it.” Her fingers wanted to shake. She hated that they almost did. She took the paper and unfolded it. Inside, only three words had been written in neat, slanted capitals. MALPHORA KNOWS THE DOOR. Aurora’s throat went dry. The flat seemed to contract around her. The sound of the kettle in the kitchen, still warm from earlier, suddenly felt miles away. Ptolemy pressed against her shin and growled low in his chest. Lucien watched her face with terrible patience. “That name,” she said, and her voice came out flatter than she meant. “Where did you get this?” “Delivered under my office door by a courier with no pulse.” Aurora looked up. “No pulse?” “A detail, yes.” He glanced towards the stairwell, then back at her. “The courier arrived after dark, wore a postman’s coat and smelled of grave soil. He died before I could question him.” Eva emerged into the hall in old black leggings and a jumper three sizes too large, a book in one hand and irritation in the set of her mouth. She stopped short at the sight of Lucien, then looked between them. “Ah,” she said. “So it’s him.” Lucien inclined his head. “Mademoiselle.” Eva’s lips thinned. “Don’t mademoiselle me. What have you done now?” Aurora folded the note into a hard square. “Nothing yet.” Eva’s eyes landed on the paper in Aurora’s hand. “That looks like trouble.” “It reads like trouble,” Lucien said. “Someone left it with care.” Eva stepped closer, curiosity and suspicion wrestling across her face. “Read it.” Aurora hesitated. Lucien saw it. That infuriating little catch in her breath he seemed to notice before anyone else. His gaze lingered on her mouth, then moved away with careful precision. “Malphora,” she said, and hated the way the name tasted like rust and old smoke. “It means nothing.” Lucien’s brow lifted by a sliver. “Liar.” Eva’s head snapped towards Aurora. “You never told me about Malphora.” “There was nothing to tell.” Lucien let out a quiet breath. “There is always something to tell. That is the burden of names.” Aurora shot him a look. “Spare me the poetry.” “I assure you, this is not poetry.” He tapped the cane once against the floorboards. “It is a summons.” Eva folded her arms. “To what?” Lucien looked at Aurora, not Eva. “To the thing buried beneath her old life.” Aurora’s pulse kicked hard enough to make her feel it in her throat. The screwdriver still lay in her palm, suddenly ridiculous. She set it on the narrow console by the door with care so precise it bordered on fury. “You don’t get to walk in here and drag up old ghosts.” “No.” Lucien’s voice cooled. “I get to walk in here because the ghosts came for you first.” The flat went still. Ptolemy darted into the living room with a yowl, claws skittering over the cheap laminate. From somewhere above them came a thud, followed by a woman’s shout and the rattle of something heavy hitting the floor. Eva turned towards the ceiling. “That’s not Ptolemy.” Another sound, this one from the front stairwell. A dragging scrape. Slow. Deliberate. Lucien’s head turned first. The change in him was subtle and immediate, as if someone had drawn a blade from velvet. He shoved the black paper into his coat. “Move away from the door.” Aurora did not move. “What is it?” Lucien’s black eye fixed on the stairwell. “Someone who wishes to collect on a debt.” The front door shuddered once under a heavy blow. Eva swore. “Three deadbolts, Rory. Tell me you did not invite a lunatic with a key.” “I don’t have a key,” Lucien said, all silk and offence. “I would have preferred a far less theatrical approach.” Another blow. The frame creaked. Aurora grabbed Eva’s wrist and pulled her back as the third deadbolt groaned under pressure. “Get Ptolemy.” “I don’t think the cat is the one we need right now.” “Eva.” Eva gave one sharp nod and vanished into the living room, calling the cat’s name under her breath. Aurora stayed in the hall, every nerve pulled taut. Lucien stepped forward, cane angled loose at his side, his stance suddenly elegant and predatory. A voice rose from the other side of the door. Not loud. Crooked. Wet around the edges. “Malphora.” Aurora’s blood went cold. Lucien’s gaze cut to her, and for the first time since he arrived, something in his face looked genuinely, beautifully dangerous. “It appears,” he said, “that we have been found.” The last deadbolt tore free with a scream of metal. The door slammed inward, hard enough to crack against the wall, and a figure lunged through the gap with a butcher’s grin and milky eyes fixed straight on Aurora’s throat.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags22
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"Lucien’s eyes flicked once [once]"
dialogueSentences93
tagDensity0.237
leniency0.473
rawRatio0.045
effectiveRatio0.022
87.95% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1660
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"very"
count1
1
adverb"suddenly"
count3
highlights
0"very"
1"suddenly"
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)
54.82% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1660
totalAiIsms15
found
0
word"familiar"
count1
1
word"stomach"
count1
2
word"flicked"
count1
3
word"unreadable"
count1
4
word"pulse"
count4
5
word"throbbed"
count1
6
word"flicker"
count1
7
word"warmth"
count1
8
word"silence"
count1
9
word"grave"
count1
10
word"velvet"
count1
11
word"silk"
count1
highlights
0"familiar"
1"stomach"
2"flicked"
3"unreadable"
4"pulse"
5"throbbed"
6"flicker"
7"warmth"
8"silence"
9"grave"
10"velvet"
11"silk"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"blood ran cold"
count1
highlights
0"blood went cold"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences140
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences140
filterMatches
0"feel"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences211
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen34
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1660
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions26
unquotedAttributions1
matches
0"From the bedroom, Eva called again, less patient now."
33.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions77
wordCount1163
uniqueNames9
maxNameDensity2.32
worstName"Aurora"
maxWindowNameDensity4
worstWindowName"Aurora"
discoveredNames
Eva15
Carter1
Ptolemy5
Aurora27
Brick1
Lane1
Moreau1
Lucien25
Silence1
persons
0"Eva"
1"Carter"
2"Ptolemy"
3"Aurora"
4"Moreau"
5"Lucien"
6"Silence"
places
0"Brick"
1"Lane"
globalScore0.339
windowScore0.333
88.27% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences81
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"felt like a bunker with a kettle"
1"tasted like rust and old smoke"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1660
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences211
matches
0"hated that they"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs118
mean14.07
std11.69
cv0.831
sampleLengths
010
148
27
319
43
555
63
710
864
93
106
111
1217
132
1417
159
1612
1711
1821
1924
201
2117
2216
233
2416
2515
265
277
2832
2917
304
315
3213
334
3414
3514
3610
3720
3813
393
4014
413
4215
4323
444
4514
4641
4717
4825
495
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences140
matches
0"been written"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs198
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences211
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1165
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount45
adverbRatio0.03862660944206009
lyAdverbCount6
lyAdverbRatio0.005150214592274678
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences211
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences211
mean7.87
std6.13
cv0.779
sampleLengths
010
127
221
37
49
510
63
713
82
913
1027
113
1210
1320
147
154
1633
173
186
191
206
2111
222
236
244
257
265
274
2812
2911
3017
314
3224
331
345
3512
3616
373
387
399
408
417
425
436
441
457
4625
4712
485
494
49.29% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats6
diversityRatio0.3127962085308057
totalSentences211
uniqueOpeners66
56.98% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences117
matches
0"Somehow it never did."
1"More like a knife remembering"
ratio0.017
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount28
totalSentences117
matches
0"She slid the first bolt"
1"Her stomach tightened."
2"She pulled the final lock"
3"His slicked-back blond hair gleamed"
4"His gaze dropped to her"
5"She did not move aside."
6"He did not ask."
7"She hated the way he"
8"His cane tapped the threshold"
9"His gaze settled on hers,"
10"His eyes dropped to the"
11"His voice softened by a"
12"She curled her hand tighter,"
13"His head tipped a fraction"
14"She shoved it down."
15"His jaw shifted once."
16"He held the black paper"
17"Her fingers wanted to shake."
18"She hated that they almost"
19"She took the paper and"
ratio0.239
11.28% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount105
totalSentences117
matches
0"The first knock rattled through"
1"Aurora Carter froze with her"
2"The second knock came sharper,"
3"Another strike landed against the"
4"Eva’s voice drifted from the"
5"Aurora crossed the narrow hall"
6"The flat on Brick Lane"
7"She slid the first bolt"
8"Her stomach tightened."
9"She pulled the final lock"
10"Lucien Moreau filled the frame"
11"London’s grime had no business"
12"His slicked-back blond hair gleamed"
13"Aurora’s grip tightened on the"
14"His gaze dropped to her"
15"A faint curve touched his"
16"She did not move aside."
17"He did not ask."
18"Ptolemy wound himself round Aurora’s"
19"Lucien lifted the cane a"
ratio0.897
42.74% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences117
matches
0"Because he respected the knife"
ratio0.009
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences42
technicalSentenceCount1
matches
0"Aurora’s left wrist burned as if her skin remembered his attention."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags22
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags12
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences93
tagDensity0.129
leniency0.258
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
87.4887%