Run: 2026-03-18-01KM0A5M2VCGWD3C4VFWBT9P0C

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27.7s
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$0.002388
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Mistral

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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 door splintered under the unexpected force. Not splintered—burst. One kick and the frame groaned, the deadbolts screaming in protest. Aurora didn’t even have time to stand before the door swung inward, catching the edge of the bookshelf and sending a stack of Eva’s research notes cascading over the tabby cat curled on the windowsill. Ptolemy yowled, tail puffing like a storm cloud, claws skittering across the laminate floor. She lunged from the sofa, glass shattered at her feet—some half-drunk gin, mostly water by now. Her breath hitched. *Not Evan.* He stood in the doorway like a spectre carved from moonlight and shadow, one hand still braced against the jamb. The other thumped the ivory handle of his cane against the frame once, twice—the sound sharp as a judge’s gavel. “You really didn’t expect me to knock?” His voice rolled over the syllables of three languages laced together, smooth as aged whisky, each word clipped with the quiet threat of a blade unsheathed between ribs. Aurora’s pulse hammered in her throat but she didn’t step back. Not an inch. The scent of coconut and bergamot coiled around her, familiar and poisonous. *He smells like poison now.* Not the clean kind from apothecaries. The kind that lingers in bloodstains on silk. Ptolemy streaked past her ankles, tail lashing, bolting for the bedroom. The cat had good instincts. Bricks from the curry house below seeped through the floor, warm and greasy, mixing with the antiseptic sting of spilled gin and the older, darker musk of leather and smoke clinging to Lucien’s charcoal suit. Tailored to fit a man who moved through London’s underworld like a shadow with a compass. His heterochromatic gaze—one amber, one black as voided ink—locked onto hers. The amber one dilated, hungry. The black one stayed flat, judging. “You’re bleeding,” he said, eyes flicking to her wrist where her sleeve had torn. A thin line of scarlet welled along the crescent mark from childhood. Not deep. *Not his doing.* She curled her fingers into her palm before he could see the tremble. “Not mine,” she said. A slow smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. Not kind. Never kind. “I never said it was.” Silence stretched between them, taut as piano wire. The flat itself seemed to hold its breath—walls lined with yellowed maps, jars of herbs, and reams of typewritten pages held down by kitchen knives and scissors. Eva’s research. Always research. Always disaster in the making. Lucien stepped inside without invitation. The door swung shut behind him, sealing them in. His cane tapped once against the threshold. A deliberate punctuation. An exclamation mark she didn’t want to read. She backed up until her calves hit the edge of Eva’s cluttered desk. A china teacup rattled—half-full, Earl Grey gone cold. “You weren’t in Brixton,” he observed, scanning the room. “Nor were you at the Empress.” “Maybe I quit,” she said. “You don’t quit.” His cane swivelled, tip clicking against the floor as he advanced. “You slam doors. You vanish. But quit?” A faint, knowing smirk. “Unlikely.” Her molars locked. “People change.” “Do they?” He stopped just out of arm’s reach. Close enough to see the faint pulse at her throat, far enough that she could kick out if she needed to. *If.* That word sat heavily between them. He smelled like nights in Parisian alleys, like spilled absinthe and leather bindings—ink and gunpowder. She remembered the scent of his skin against hers the night they met at the auction in Sotheby’s private vaults. Stolen glances over illuminated manuscripts, the way his fingers had brushed hers when he passed a dagger under the guise of sharing provenance. She’d been twenty-three. Naïve. Hungry. So hungry for the kind of danger that felt like kissing fire. “You’re staring,” she said. “Mmm. Blue eyes are disconcerting when they’re this dark. Like storm clouds over a cliff.” His gaze dropped to her mouth. Just for a heartbeat. “Or like you’re about to lie to me.” “What do you want?” “Honesty? Or the professional version?” He adjusted the ivory grip of his cane minutely, thumb pressing the hidden release. The blade inside hummed in anticipation. The flat tilted slightly beneath her—London breathing through its old bones. The scent of cumin and garlic from the curry house pulsed upward, thick and cloying. “Professional,” she said. “Then I’ll ask you straight.” He leaned the cane against the desk beside her hip. The blade glinted in the dim overhead bulb, catching the loose threads of light between them. “What do you know about the ritual knife missing from Elspeth Vexley’s collection?” Aurora exhaled through her nose. *There it was.* “I don’t rummage through collections,” she said. “I deliver noodles.” “Liar.” He reached out. She flinched before she could stop herself. Instinct. His fingers hovered over her wrist, not touching. Just… *hovering.* Like a predator tracing the perimeter of prey. The warmth of him seared her skin through the fabric. “Still afraid of me, Rory?” She despised that name on his lips. Only Eva called her that anymore. *Only those who pretended to love her.* “You left,” she said quietly. “No note. No call. Just… gone.” “Would a note have changed anything? Would it have stopped you from taking that job with Evan?” Her chest went tight. *Evan.* The name hung between them like a curse. A blade. “And there it is,” Lucien murmured. “The heart of it.” She wrenched her hand free, rubbing her wrist as if his touch had branded her. Which, she realized with horror, it had. In memory if not in fact. “This isn’t about Evan,” she said. “Isn’t it?” His voice dropped, smooth as poisoned honey. “Because I recall a conversation—very similar to this one—outside a flat in Clerkenwell. You said you wouldn’t go back. You said the marks on your ribs were his last warning.” A beat. “And yet here I am. And here’s your flat. And last I checked, Evan doesn’t deal in antiques stolen from dead witches.” “You don’t know what I’ve been—” “—doing?” He finished for her, amused. “Oh, Rory. I always know.” She swallowed hard. The flat seemed smaller. The air thicker. Gravity leaned in. “What do you want from me?” she asked again, defiance cracking. He stepped closer. His chest nearly brushed her sternum. His breath warmed her lips. Not quite touching. Not quite kissing. “I want the truth,” he said. “I want the ritual knife. I want to know who you’ve been protecting.” His thumb grazed the pulse at her throat. “And I want you.” The words weren’t an offer. They were a command. A damnation. She laughed once, sharp and humourless. “You can’t have all three.” “I didn’t say *choose*,” he replied. “I said want.” His hand slid around to the back of her neck, fingers tangling in her hair just hard enough to sting. The world narrowed to the heat of his palm, the scent of him, the promise in his irises. Aurora arched into the touch before she could think better of it. Bad idea. Terrible. *Again.* But oh, how the past had a way of pulling you under, again and again, like riptides dragging you back to the shore you swore you’d never touch again. Lucien’s lips hovered millimetres from hers. “Say no,” he whispered. She should. Should push him into the shelves, send books crashing down like a guillotine’s fall. Should scream. Should do anything but what she did. She kissed him. Not soft. Not gentle. A collision of teeth and heat and *years.* Lucien groaned into her mouth, deep and dark, his free hand gripping her hip so hard she knew bruises would bloom tomorrow. The cane clattered to the floor. The blade skittered across the laminate—*tink, tink, tink*—like a countdown. His tongue plunged past her lips, tasting of brandy and midnight promises. Her hands fisted in his lapels, nails dragging down the fine wool. He tasted like secrets she’d never wanted to want again. “Fuck,” he gasped against her lips. “Still so damn good.” She bit his lower lip hard enough to draw blood. He didn’t pull away. “You left me,” she hissed. “You left me first,” he countered, teeth grazing her jaw. “You ran to him. To *that* monster.” “And you just… walked away?” “Someone had to.” His breath came ragged, voice savaged. “You were drowning. And I—” He stopped. A flicker of something raw in the black eye. Vulnerability. *Lucien Moreau didn’t do vulnerable.* The moment shattered when the flat’s intercom buzzed violently. A distorted voice crackled through the ancient speaker beside the door: *Police. Open up.* They broke apart like gunshots. Aurora’s lips were swollen, her breath wild. Her fingers trembled against his collar. Lucien didn’t move. Didn’t look away. His thumb smeared the blood from her lip across his own mouth, slow, deliberate. “You were saying?” he murmured. She couldn’t answer. Couldn’t think. Could only stare as the brass knocker on Eva’s door pounded—*boom boom boom*—like a summons from hell. Lucien’s smile was entirely without warmth. “Guess the party’s over,” he said. And then the lights went out.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags31
adverbTagCount3
adverbTags
0"He stopped just [just]"
1"she said quietly [quietly]"
2"she asked again [again]"
dialogueSentences54
tagDensity0.574
leniency1
rawRatio0.097
effectiveRatio0.097
90.17% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1526
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"really"
count1
1
adverb"slightly"
count1
2
adverb"very"
count1
highlights
0"really"
1"slightly"
2"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)
41.02% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1526
totalAiIsms18
found
0
word"cascading"
count1
1
word"shattered"
count2
2
word"pulse"
count3
3
word"familiar"
count1
4
word"silk"
count1
5
word"silence"
count1
6
word"scanning"
count1
7
word"anticipation"
count1
8
word"pulsed"
count1
9
word"predator"
count1
10
word"tracing"
count1
11
word"warmth"
count2
12
word"flicker"
count1
13
word"trembled"
count1
highlights
0"cascading"
1"shattered"
2"pulse"
3"familiar"
4"silk"
5"silence"
6"scanning"
7"anticipation"
8"pulsed"
9"predator"
10"tracing"
11"warmth"
12"flicker"
13"trembled"
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
emotionTells2
narrationSentences161
matches
0"d in anticipation"
1"d with horror"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences161
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
1"tended to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences182
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen35
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans16
markdownWords41
totalWords1514
ratio0.027
matches
0"Not Evan."
1"He smells like poison now."
2"Not his doing."
3"If."
4"There it was."
5"hovering."
6"Only those who pretended to love her."
7"Evan."
8"choose"
9"Again."
10"years."
11"tink, tink, tink"
12"that"
13"Lucien Moreau didn’t do vulnerable."
14"Police. Open up."
15"boom boom boom"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions25
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions30
wordCount1220
uniqueNames12
maxNameDensity0.66
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Eva5
Aurora5
Lucien8
London2
Earl1
Grey1
Close1
Parisian1
Sotheby1
Like1
Moreau1
Should3
persons
0"Eva"
1"Aurora"
2"Lucien"
3"Earl"
4"Grey"
5"Like"
6"Moreau"
7"Should"
places
0"London"
1"Parisian"
2"Sotheby"
globalScore1
windowScore1
60.71% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences84
glossingSentenceCount3
matches
0"smelled like nights in Parisian alleys, li"
1"felt like kissing fire"
2"tasted like secrets she’d never wanted to"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1514
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences182
matches
0"despised that name"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs80
mean18.93
std14.92
cv0.788
sampleLengths
07
162
221
340
435
545
616
751
822
931
1013
114
1219
1344
1432
1521
1615
175
1826
195
2037
2163
2212
234
2433
254
2625
2726
283
2944
308
3110
324
338
3428
355
3620
3711
3817
395
4010
4110
4228
436
4463
456
4611
4713
4811
4920
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences161
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs217
matches(empty)
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount14
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences10
totalSentences182
ratio0.055
matches
0"Not splintered—burst."
1"She lunged from the sofa, glass shattered at her feet—some half-drunk gin, mostly water by now."
2"The other thumped the ivory handle of his cane against the frame once, twice—the sound sharp as a judge’s gavel."
3"His heterochromatic gaze—one amber, one black as voided ink—locked onto hers."
4"The flat itself seemed to hold its breath—walls lined with yellowed maps, jars of herbs, and reams of typewritten pages held down by kitchen knives and scissors."
5"A china teacup rattled—half-full, Earl Grey gone cold."
6"He smelled like nights in Parisian alleys, like spilled absinthe and leather bindings—ink and gunpowder."
7"The flat tilted slightly beneath her—London breathing through its old bones."
8"The blade skittered across the laminate—*tink, tink, tink*—like a countdown."
9"Could only stare as the brass knocker on Eva’s door pounded—*boom boom boom*—like a summons from hell."
95.94% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1232
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount55
adverbRatio0.044642857142857144
lyAdverbCount11
lyAdverbRatio0.008928571428571428
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences182
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences182
mean8.32
std6.84
cv0.822
sampleLengths
07
12
211
335
414
516
63
72
820
920
1035
1111
123
1312
1411
158
1611
175
1835
1916
2011
215
226
2314
2412
252
263
2713
284
2910
302
312
325
338
3427
352
362
375
385
399
407
413
428
4313
448
459
466
475
4814
4911
54.58% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats19
diversityRatio0.3901098901098901
totalSentences182
uniqueOpeners71
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount5
totalSentences122
matches
0"Always disaster in the making."
1"So hungry for the kind"
2"Just for a heartbeat."
3"Only Eva called her that"
4"*Only those who pretended to"
ratio0.041
52.79% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount51
totalSentences122
matches
0"She lunged from the sofa,"
1"Her breath hitched."
2"He stood in the doorway"
3"His voice rolled over the"
4"*He smells like poison now.*"
5"His heterochromatic gaze—one amber, one"
6"he said, eyes flicking to"
7"She curled her fingers into"
8"His cane tapped once against"
9"She backed up until her"
10"he observed, scanning the room"
11"His cane swivelled, tip clicking"
12"Her molars locked."
13"He stopped just out of"
14"He smelled like nights in"
15"She remembered the scent of"
16"She’d been twenty-three."
17"His gaze dropped to her"
18"He adjusted the ivory grip"
19"He leaned the cane against"
ratio0.418
58.36% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount98
totalSentences122
matches
0"The door splintered under the"
1"Aurora didn’t even have time"
2"Ptolemy yowled, tail puffing like"
3"She lunged from the sofa,"
4"Her breath hitched."
5"He stood in the doorway"
6"The other thumped the ivory"
7"His voice rolled over the"
8"Aurora’s pulse hammered in her"
9"The scent of coconut and"
10"*He smells like poison now.*"
11"The kind that lingers in"
12"Ptolemy streaked past her ankles,"
13"The cat had good instincts."
14"Bricks from the curry house"
15"His heterochromatic gaze—one amber, one"
16"The amber one dilated, hungry."
17"The black one stayed flat,"
18"he said, eyes flicking to"
19"A thin line of scarlet"
ratio0.803
40.98% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences122
matches
0"*If.* That word sat heavily"
ratio0.008
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences43
technicalSentenceCount1
matches
0"She wrenched her hand free, rubbing her wrist as if his touch had branded her."
44.35% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags31
uselessAdditionCount5
matches
0"he said, eyes flicking to her wrist where her sleeve had torn"
1"He adjusted, thumb pressing the hidden release"
2"she asked again, defiance cracking"
3"he countered, teeth grazing her jaw"
4"His breath came, voice savaged"
38.89% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags18
fancyCount6
fancyTags
0"he observed (observe)"
1"Lucien murmured (murmur)"
2"he whispered (whisper)"
3"he gasped (gasp)"
4"she hissed (hiss)"
5"he murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences54
tagDensity0.333
leniency0.667
rawRatio0.333
effectiveRatio0.222
82.5933%