Run: 2026-03-18-01KM07TAFEEVFBAFEX6QBVDB1A

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27.5s
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You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Romance genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4415" name="Lucien Moreau" aliases="Lucien, Luc, the Frenchman" pronouns="he/him" species="Half-Demon" storyRole="Ally"> <eyeColor>heterochromatic — one amber, one black</eyeColor> <hair>slicked-back platinum blond</hair> <height>5'11"</height> <age>32</age> <cane>ivory-handled cane that conceals a thin blade</cane> <dress>tailored charcoal suits</dress> <description>An impeccably dressed fixer and information broker in London's supernatural underworld. He speaks four languages fluently.</description> <backstory>Born in Marseille to a human mother and a demon father from the realm of Avaros.</backstory> </character> <location id="858" name="Eva's Flat" aliases="Eva's place, the flat on Brick Lane" realm="Earth"> <cat>tabby cat named Ptolemy</cat> <security>three deadbolts on the front door</security> <description>A cramped one-bedroom flat above a curry house on Brick Lane, East London. Every surface is covered with books, scrolls, and research notes.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the romance genre. Two people who parted on complicated terms are forced together again when one shows up unannounced at the other's flat. There's history between them — attraction, hurt, and things left unsaid. Write the scene from the moment the door opens. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The second deadbolt bit free just as the knocking started again. Rory yanked the door open on the chain and found Lucien Moreau on the landing, one gloved hand braced to the frame, the other resting on his ivory-handled cane. Blood darkened the cuff of his charcoal sleeve. His blond hair sat slicked back with the same infuriating care it always had, but a thin crack of wear split the elegance, a faint sheen of sweat at his throat and a shadow of strain around his mouth. "You're bold coming here." His amber eye moved over her face. The black one fixed on the chain. "Open the door, Carter." She kept her grip on the edge and looked him up and down, from the polished shoes to the smear of red at his wrist. "Not in this flat. Not after the last time." Ptolemy appeared behind her shin with a low, offended growl, tail lashing against the skirting board. Lucien glanced down at the cat and did not hide his distaste. "Your familiar still despises me." "He has manners." Lucien gave a brief, humourless smile. "He has instincts." Rory tightened the chain another notch. "And you have a nerve. Speak through the crack or clear off." He leaned closer. The scent of him came through first, expensive soap, rainless smoke, something metallic underneath it. Her stomach gave a hard, stupid turn, the kind she hated most because it arrived like an old wound opening its eye. "I need five minutes." "You lost five minutes the night you vanished." A muscle jumped in his jaw. His gaze dipped, just once, to the crescent scar at her left wrist where her fingers gripped the door. Then back to her eyes. "Still dramatic, I see." "Still insufferable." "Your memory remains excellent." She should have shut the door in his face. She wanted to. Instead she stood there with the chain between them, his height, his polish, his blood, and the irritating fact that he looked like he had walked out of a knife fight and still bothered to iron his cuffs. "Say what you came to say." He lifted a thick black envelope from inside his coat and held it up between two long fingers. A seal of dark wax gleamed at the fold, stamped with a sigil she did not recognise and did not like. "Someone used your name in a room I was paid to forget." Rory's mouth went dry. "That is not an answer." "It is the only one you get for free." Ptolemy hissed louder and batted a paw at the doorframe. Lucien did not flinch, but his amber eye sharpened. "They did not use Aurora Carter." She stared at the wax, at the ugly little shape pressed into it, and felt irritation crawl over her skin like static. "What name, then?" His voice dropped. "Laila." The hall went still. Even the curry smells from downstairs, turmeric and fried onion and something sweet, seemed to thin at once. Rory held his gaze and did not blink. "Say that again and I close the door on your hand." "I suspected you would." "Lucien." He watched her in silence for one beat, then another. He never hurried the world. It usually hurried for him. "Laila Carter," he said. "And before you ask, yes, someone wrote it correctly. Which made the room far more interesting than it should have been." She snatched the chain free and flung the door wider. The old hinges complained. Lucien stepped in with the calm of a man entering a ballroom, not a cramped one-bedroom flat above a curry house on Brick Lane. He brushed past her shoulder, and she hated that the movement remembered him, every part of her noticing the shape of him in close quarters before her pride had time to form a weapon. The flat looked worse than she remembered, or perhaps he made it seem that way by comparison. Eva's books and scrolls crowded every surface, research notes pinned beneath mugs and paperweights and three different pens without lids. A half-burnt candle sat on the table beside a stack of photocopies. Ptolemy circled Lucien's boots like a verdict. Lucien turned slowly, taking in the clutter, the pinned diagrams, the grim little shrine of notebooks and old tea cups. "Eva has not improved her habits." "She has not had the pleasure of your commentary, so she remains cheerful." "How unfortunate." Rory shut the door hard enough to rattle the glass in the cabinet. "Why are you here?" He placed the envelope on the table but did not let go of it. Black wax glistened beneath his thumb. "Because I do not enjoy being hunted by idiots, and because the idiots have become organised." She folded her arms. "That still does not explain why you turned up on Eva's doorstep." His eye flicked to the bedroom door, then back. "Is she here?" "No." "Good." "That sounded personal." "It was practical." Rory let out a short laugh with no humour in it. "You came unannounced, bleeding on the hall carpet, and that was practical. You leave messages like a lunatic and vanish for six weeks, and that was what, civic duty?" A line appeared near the corner of his mouth. Not a smile. Not quite. "You keep excellent records of my failings." "I keep excellent records of everyone who disappoints me." Lucien's hand settled on the cane. The ivory handle sat pale against his dark glove. "You forget the things I did not do." "Convenient." "Necessary." She looked at the blood on his sleeve again. "Are you hurt?" His eyebrows lifted a fraction. "Concern. How generous." "Answer." "Nothing vital." "That is not the same as no." "It suffices." The lie sat on him badly. She had learned his tells in fragments, the pause before the truth, the slight tilt of his chin, the way he ran his tongue once against the inside of his cheek before he chose a word. He did none of those things now. That meant the bad news sat under the polished surface, waiting. Rory crossed the room, yanked the kettle from the sink, and set it down hard enough to make the table jump. "Sit." "I beg your pardon?" "Sit down before you drip on Eva's floor again." He looked at the chair she pointed at, then at her face, as though assessing whether obedience would cost him dignity or amusement. "Bossy." "Bleeding." He drew out the chair with a rasp of wood and sat. Even seated, he took up too much of the room. Rory hated how that still worked on her. Hated the angle of his shoulders, the elegant taper of his waist, the pale line of his throat beneath the open collar. Hated that the memory of his hands on her skin remained tucked under her ribs like a match in a pocket. She snatched his envelope before he could stop her. "Careful." "Or what? You will glare at me to death?" "You would deserve it." She broke the seal. The wax cracked with a brittle snap. The paper inside smelled wrong, faintly scorched and sweet, like old bones left too near incense. She unfolded it and found a single card, thick and cream-coloured, with a line of black script and a smear of ash at the edge. Beneath the writing sat a pressed token, a small bone charm twisted with silver wire. Rory read the card once. Then again. Her fingers tightened around it so hard the edges bit her skin. "Where did you get this?" "From a man who has already lost his teeth." Her head came up. "Lucien." "He spoke your old name in a room full of men who use knives before breakfast. I took offence." She slapped the card on the table. "What does it say?" His face changed in the smallest way, a tightening around the eyes, a stillness that made him look far less human than the suit tried to suggest. "It says your ex has been buying protection from a broker in Soho. It says he has a piece of your address book. It says someone paid for your flat three days ago in coin that no banker in London accepts." Her throat closed. "Evan?" Lucien's black eye held hers. "He lives, apparently. In the vulgar way some parasites do." Ptolemy let out a sharp, ugly chirr and vanished beneath the sofa. Rory reached for the card again, but Lucien caught her wrist. His thumb pressed against the inside of it, over the crescent scar. A jolt went through her arm, fast and hot and entirely unwelcome. His skin felt warm through the glove, his grip firm enough to stop her and careful enough not to hurt. "Let go." "Not until you stop pretending this is only about him." She tried to pull free. He only tightened once, just enough to make the point. "Do not use my past as a sermon, Lucien." "I use what is useful." "Then use your head and tell me why you came here alone with a cursed card and a bleeding cuff." His gaze dropped to her mouth for a single, traitorous beat. The air shifted. It always did around him, as if the room recognised danger before her pride did. "Because the man who paid for your address used the word Malphora." The word struck like a palm across the face. Rory went still. Lucien felt it. His fingers eased, not enough to let her go. "That name should have died with the first circle you broke." "Who told you that?" "I know many things." "That is not an answer." "It will do." She yanked her wrist free and stepped back so fast her hip hit the edge of the table. The kettle rattled. Her scar throbbed as if it remembered a fire she had never seen. "No one uses that name." Lucien rose, and the chair legs scraped over the floorboards. He came around the table with the measured calm of a man walking into a trap he had already mapped. His cane clicked once, twice. The sound scraped along her nerves. "Someone did. And someone else listened." Rory stared at him. The room felt too small for both of them, too full of papers and old heat and things she had left unsaid because saying them would have opened every old cut at once. "Say what you want, Lucien. Stop circling." His expression darkened. "I want you to listen without reaching for the nearest sharp object." "You are standing in a kitchen. That is an impossible request." His mouth twitched, then flattened again. "I want you out of this flat before whoever marked the card decides to collect in person." "Collect me for what?" He looked at the card on the table, at the ash, at the bone charm. "For a debt you did not know you owed." A thump hit the front door. Rory turned. The sound came again, hard enough to shake the chain. Ptolemy bolted from beneath the sofa and vanished into the bedroom in a flash of tabby fur and offended pride. Lucien's head snapped towards the hall. Another удар, heavier this time. The deadbolts gave a tinny rattle in their sockets. Rory snatched the kitchen knife from the draining board and gripped it by the handle. "Tell me that is a drunk." Lucien was already moving, cane in one hand, the other flexing open and shut as though he had waited too long to use it. "It is not." The door shuddered again. Dust sifted from the frame. Something on the other side scraped metal across wood, a slow, patient sound that made the hairs rise along Rory's arms. Lucien stepped between her and the hallway. "Behind me." She gave him a look sharp enough to cut glass. "Absolutely not." The chain snapped with a violent crack. The door exploded inward, and a shape that did not belong to any human spine slammed against the frame, all black limbs and too many joints, with a mouth full of wet teeth and Rory's name whispering out of it in a voice she knew far too well.
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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)
dialogueSentences86
tagDensity0.012
leniency0.023
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
97.54% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount2030
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"slowly"
count1
highlights
0"slowly"
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)
77.83% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount2030
totalAiIsms9
found
0
word"familiar"
count1
1
word"stomach"
count1
2
word"silence"
count1
3
word"flicked"
count1
4
word"charm"
count2
5
word"throbbed"
count1
6
word"measured"
count1
7
word"absolutely"
count1
highlights
0"familiar"
1"stomach"
2"silence"
3"flicked"
4"charm"
5"throbbed"
6"measured"
7"absolutely"
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
narrationSentences123
matches(empty)
96.40% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount3
narrationSentences123
filterMatches
0"look"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
1"tried to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences208
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen48
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords2030
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions15
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
95.24% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions39
wordCount1461
uniqueNames6
maxNameDensity1.1
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity2
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Lucien15
Moreau1
Brick1
Lane1
Rory16
Ptolemy5
persons
0"Lucien"
1"Moreau"
2"Rory"
3"Ptolemy"
places
0"Brick"
1"Lane"
globalScore0.952
windowScore1
40.11% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences91
glossingSentenceCount4
matches
0"appeared behind her shin with a low, offended growl, tail lashing against the skirting board"
1"looked like he had walked out of a knife"
2"appeared near the corner of his mouth"
3"as though assessing whether obedience would cost him dignity or amusement"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.493
wordCount2030
matches
0"not flinch, but his amber eye sharpened"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount3
totalSentences208
matches
0"hated that the"
1"seem that way"
2"Hated that the"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs153
mean13.27
std15.17
cv1.143
sampleLengths
011
176
24
314
44
525
69
728
85
93
106
113
126
1312
1440
154
168
1730
184
192
204
2150
226
2339
2412
254
265
279
2819
296
3022
313
323
331
3422
358
3611
374
381
3920
4025
4172
4256
4320
446
4513
462
4713
484
4920
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences123
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs234
matches
0"was already moving"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences208
ratio0
matches(empty)
92.59% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1465
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount71
adverbRatio0.048464163822525594
lyAdverbCount8
lyAdverbRatio0.005460750853242321
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences208
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences208
mean9.76
std8.34
cv0.855
sampleLengths
011
129
28
339
44
57
67
74
825
99
1016
1112
125
133
146
153
166
1712
183
1915
2022
214
228
236
2419
255
264
272
284
299
303
3138
326
3318
3421
3512
364
375
389
3910
409
416
4222
433
443
451
464
4718
488
4911
46.63% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats7
diversityRatio0.2980769230769231
totalSentences208
uniqueOpeners62
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences119
matches
0"Then back to her eyes."
1"Instead she stood there with"
2"Even the curry smells from"
3"Even seated, he took up"
ratio0.034
58.66% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount48
totalSentences119
matches
0"His blond hair sat slicked"
1"His amber eye moved over"
2"She kept her grip on"
3"He leaned closer."
4"Her stomach gave a hard,"
5"His gaze dipped, just once,"
6"She should have shut the"
7"She wanted to."
8"He lifted a thick black"
9"She stared at the wax,"
10"His voice dropped."
11"He watched her in silence"
12"He never hurried the world."
13"It usually hurried for him."
14"She snatched the chain free"
15"He brushed past her shoulder,"
16"He placed the envelope on"
17"She folded her arms."
18"His eye flicked to the"
19"She looked at the blood"
ratio0.403
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount110
totalSentences119
matches
0"The second deadbolt bit free"
1"Rory yanked the door open"
2"Blood darkened the cuff of"
3"His blond hair sat slicked"
4"His amber eye moved over"
5"The black one fixed on"
6"She kept her grip on"
7"Ptolemy appeared behind her shin"
8"Lucien glanced down at the"
9"Lucien gave a brief, humourless"
10"Rory tightened the chain another"
11"He leaned closer."
12"The scent of him came"
13"Her stomach gave a hard,"
14"A muscle jumped in his"
15"His gaze dipped, just once,"
16"She should have shut the"
17"She wanted to."
18"He lifted a thick black"
19"A seal of dark wax"
ratio0.924
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences119
matches(empty)
ratio0
83.33% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences60
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"He looked at the chair she pointed at, then at her face, as though assessing whether obedience would cost him dignity or amusement."
1"His face changed in the smallest way, a tightening around the eyes, a stillness that made him look far less human than the suit tried to suggest."
2"Lucien was already moving, cane in one hand, the other flexing open and shut as though he had waited too long to use it."
3"Something on the other side scraped metal across wood, a slow, patient sound that made the hairs rise along Rory's arms."
4"The door exploded inward, and a shape that did not belong to any human spine slammed against the frame, all black limbs and too many joints, with a mouth full o…"
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)
dialogueSentences86
tagDensity0.012
leniency0.023
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
86.2780%