Run: 2026-03-18-01KM1GHRYZ7C17516RYANCYMVP

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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>
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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>

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The knock came at half-two in the morning. Three sharp raps against the door, precise as a metronome. Rory yanked it open, ready to give whoever stood on the other side a piece of her mind, and found herself staring at a familiar charcoal suit. Lucien leaned against her doorframe, one hand resting on the head of his cane. The ivory caught the dim hallway light like a shard of bone. His platinum hair was slightly dishevelled, which struck her as wrong somehow. Lucien Moreau did not do dishevelled. "Lucien." His name tasted like copper on her tongue. "What the hell?" "Inside. Now." He pushed past her before she could object, sweeping into her cluttered living space with the ease of a man who'd walked into worse places at worse hours. "Close the door." "I don't remember giving you my address." "You didn't. I have my methods." Rory shut the door, engaging all three deadbolts out of pure spite. Ptolemy hissed from his perch on the bookshelf, fur bristling. The tabby had always possessed better instincts than she did. "You can't just show up here." She crossed her arms, positioning herself between him and the exit. "We said—" "We said nothing. You walked away." He turned to face her, and the lamplight caught his mismatched eyes. Amber and obsidian, demon and man. "There's a difference." Something flickered across his features, there and gone, but she'd spent three months trying to forget the way his face moved when he was hiding something. She hadn't succeeded. "I walked away from a bad deal." She kept her voice level. "Not my fault you got sentimental." "Sentimental." He laughed, but it lacked his usual polish. "Is that what we're calling it?" The flat felt smaller with him in it. It always did. Every surface suddenly seemed inadequate, the books and scrolls and research notes she'd accumulated over months of hiding now laughably exposed. Like he'd stepped into her carefully constructed lie and found it wanting. "Why are you here, Lucien?" "We need to talk about Evan Marsh." The name hit her like ice water. She felt her jaw tighten, her shoulders pull back into the defensive posture she'd spent months trying to unlearn. "I don't discuss my ex." "Your ex is no longer simply your ex." Lucien moved closer, close enough that she caught his scent, sandalwood and something darker underneath. "Three days ago, he made inquiries through channels I'd thought defunct. He was asking about you. About your location. Your routine. Your vulnerabilities." Rory's stomach dropped. "Evan doesn't know I'm in London." "Clearly he does." "That doesn't make any sense. He lives in Cardiff. He has no reason to—" "Evan Marsh made a deal six months ago. A rather significant one, with rather significant parties." Lucien's voice had shifted into the careful register he used when delivering news that would hurt. "I've spent the last seventy-two hours trying to determine who purchased his contract and why. So far, I've come up empty." "Contract." The word tasted bitter. "You mean his soul." "I mean his debt. Which has apparently changed hands." Lucien tilted his head, studying her. "The new holder has been making inquiries. About you specifically. What you know. Who you've been meeting." "I haven't done anything." "You've been meeting me." The silence stretched between them like a wire pulled taut. Ptolemy had gone quiet, watching from his shelf with wide, wary eyes. "That's not—" Rory stopped herself. It was exactly what Evan would think. The mysterious Frenchman who'd appeared in her life right when she'd finally escaped. The fixer with connections to every shadow market in London. The man who'd offered her information about her ex's debts and obligations, information she'd never asked for but couldn't stop wanting. "You think I told him where I was." "I think you've spent the last three months wondering the same thing about me." She hadn't. That was the worst part. She'd spent three months trying not to think about Lucien at all, and she'd been succeeding right up until the moment she'd opened her door and seen him standing there. "I was getting somewhere," she said slowly. "With the research. The whole point was to get evidence against him without anyone else's help." "And you were doing splendidly. Unfortunately, someone else has decided the timeline needs acceleration." He reached into his jacket and withdrew an envelope, holding it out to her. "This arrived at my office this afternoon. Your name. Your old address in Cardiff. Your mother's maiden name." Rory took it, her fingers brushing his. The contact sent an unwanted spark up her arm. She pulled back quickly, tearing the envelope open. Inside was a photograph. Her photograph, taken from what looked like outside Yu-Fei's restaurant, where she made her deliveries. On the back, in neat block letters: THREE DAYS. "He's giving me three days?" "Someone is." Lucien's jaw tightened. "The question is to what end." Rory stared at the photograph, at the date stamp in the corner showing it had been taken two weeks ago. Two weeks, and Lucien had waited until now to tell her. "You should have come sooner." "I needed to verify the source." "You could have texted. Called. Sent a bloody smoke signal." "And say what? 'Hello, Rory, your abusive ex-boyfriend may or may not have sold his soul to a mysterious entity that's hunting you'?" He made a sound that might have been frustration. "I needed to be certain. I am now." "So you showed up at my door at two in the morning to what? Warn me? Protect me?" The question hung in the air between them, heavier than it should have been. Because that wasn't what this was. It couldn't be. Lucien Moreau didn't do protection. He did transactions, exchanges, carefully calculated risks. "I came because you need to disappear again." His voice had gone quiet. "Properly this time. New name. New city. New everything." "And leave Eva? Leave my job? Leave—" "Leave me." The words landed like a blow. Rory felt her breath catch, felt the careful walls she'd built start to crack. "We were never—" "No. We weren't." He stepped closer, close enough that she could see the pulse jumping in his throat. "You made that abundantly clear." "I'm not the one who showed up uninvited. I'm not the one who—" She stopped, pressing her lips together. Don't do this. Don't give him the satisfaction. "What? Who what?" His voice had dropped, something raw creeping into it. "Tell me, Aurora. I've been wondering for three months." "You've been wondering?" She laughed, sharp and brittle. "You vanished. One day you were there, helping me piece together everything Evan had done, and the next you were gone. No explanation. No goodbye. Just—" "Just what?" "Just nothing!" Her voice cracked on the word. "That's the problem. There was nothing. You were there and then you weren't, and I didn't—I couldn't—" She turned away, facing the window, the grimy glass revealing nothing but her own exhausted reflection. She looked younger than twenty-five. She felt ancient. "I needed to know," she whispered, "if what happened between us was real or just another transaction." Behind her, Lucien was silent. Then his footsteps, soft on the worn carpet, crossing the distance between them. She felt him stop just behind her, close enough that his breath stirred the hair at her temple. "It was real." His voice was barely audible. "It was the least professional thing I've ever done. And I have done many unprofessional things." Rory closed her eyes. "Then why did you leave?" "Because Evan Marsh made a deal that day. Because I discovered what he was planning and I couldn't—" His hand came up, hovered near her shoulder without touching. "If I stayed near you, they would have used me to find you. If I gave you information, they would have traced it. The only way to protect you was to disappear." "So you chose for me." "I chose the option where you were alive." She spun around, anger flaring. "That's not your decision to make!" "I know." He met her gaze, unflinching. "But I made it anyway." For a moment they just stared at each other, the weight of three months of silence pressing down on them. Then a sound cut through the tension, sharp and undeniable. Her phone, buzzing on the kitchen counter. Rory broke away from him, crossing to the counter in three strides. The screen glowed with an unknown number. She hesitated, then answered. "Hello?" "Rory." The voice on the other end was one she'd spent two years trying to forget. Low, controlled, familiar in the worst possible way. "Miss me?" Evan. Beside her, Lucien went rigid. His hand moved to his cane, fingers finding the hidden blade's release. "I've been watching you for weeks." Evan's voice was conversational, almost pleasant. "The Frenchman visits often. Didn't expect that. I thought you had better taste." "How did you—" "There's a car downstairs. Black sedan. I've been patient, Rory. I've been very patient. But we need to talk, you and I. About everything you've been looking into. About your new friend's interesting connection to the Avaros realm." A pause. "About the fact that he's not entirely human." Rory's blood ran cold. She looked at Lucien, saw the muscle jumping in his jaw, the careful blankness settling over his features like a mask. "What do you want?" "Downstairs. Ten minutes. Come alone, or your half-demon friend learns exactly how much the demon realm knows about defector bloodlines." The line went dead. Rory lowered the phone, her hand trembling. Lucien was already moving toward the door, but she caught his arm. "Don't." Her voice came out steadier than she felt. "If he knows what you are—" "Then he knows more than the demon realm would prefer." His eyes had gone dark, the amber almost entirely swallowed by shadow. "But that's not your concern. I'll handle this." "You'll handle—" She grabbed his jacket, pulling him back. "Like you handled leaving? Like you handled deciding my entire future without asking me?" "This is different." "It's exactly the same!" She got in his face, close enough to see the pulse hammering in his throat. "You don't get to protect me by disappearing. Not again. We go together or not at all." "Aurora—" "Ten minutes. And if you try to leave me behind, I swear to God, Lucien, I'll find a way to make you regret it." For a long moment he didn't move. Then something shifted in his expression, a crack in the careful control he'd maintained since walking through her door. "You are infuriatingly stubborn." "You love it." Something flickered in his mismatched eyes, too quick to name. Then he reached into his jacket, pulling out a second blade, this one no longer than her palm, and pressed it into her hand. "Stay behind me. Don't speak unless I do. And if Evan Marsh so much as breathes in your direction—" "Lucien." He stopped. "I know." She tightened her grip on the blade. "I know what he is to me. I know what he did. And I know what I'm walking into." She met his gaze, unflinching. "But I refuse to be the scared girl who runs anymore. If he's coming for me, then let him come." The smile that crossed Lucien's face was sharp and dangerous and utterly unlike his usual polished expressions. "Then let's not keep him waiting." They descended the stairs together, leaving the flat behind. Ptolemy yowled after them, but Rory didn't look back. She'd spent three months hiding, and she'd be damned if she spent another minute doing so. The black sedan waited at the curb, engine running, windows tinted dark. As they approached, the rear door swung open. Inside, Evan Marsh sat in the shadows, his smile just visible in the dim light. "Rory. You brought a friend." His gaze slid to Lucien, assessing. "How thoughtful."
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags32
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"His name tasted like [like]"
1"she said slowly [slowly]"
dialogueSentences103
tagDensity0.311
leniency0.621
rawRatio0.063
effectiveRatio0.039
79.92% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1992
totalAiIsmAdverbs8
found
0
adverb"slightly"
count1
1
adverb"suddenly"
count1
2
adverb"carefully"
count2
3
adverb"slowly"
count1
4
adverb"quickly"
count1
5
adverb"very"
count1
6
adverb"utterly"
count1
highlights
0"slightly"
1"suddenly"
2"carefully"
3"slowly"
4"quickly"
5"very"
6"utterly"
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)
62.35% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1992
totalAiIsms15
found
0
word"familiar"
count2
1
word"flickered"
count2
2
word"constructed"
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3
word"stomach"
count1
4
word"silence"
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5
word"calculated"
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word"pulse"
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word"footsteps"
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word"traced"
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word"weight"
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word"tension"
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2"constructed"
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4"silence"
5"calculated"
6"pulse"
7"footsteps"
8"traced"
9"weight"
10"tension"
66.67% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches3
maxInWindow2
found
0
label"blood ran cold"
count1
1
label"stomach dropped/sank"
count1
2
label"hung in the air"
count1
highlights
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1"stomach dropped"
2"hung in the air"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences116
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences116
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"start to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences184
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen40
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1991
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions21
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
83.75% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions44
wordCount1132
uniqueNames12
maxNameDensity1.33
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity2
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Moreau2
Rory12
Amber1
Lucien15
Evan4
Frenchman1
London1
Yu-Fei1
Don2
Low1
Marsh1
Ptolemy3
persons
0"Moreau"
1"Rory"
2"Amber"
3"Lucien"
4"Evan"
5"Low"
6"Ptolemy"
places
0"London"
1"Yu-Fei"
2"Marsh"
globalScore0.837
windowScore1
59.64% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences83
glossingSentenceCount3
matches
0"tasted like copper on her tongue"
1"seemed inadequate the books and scrolls and research notes she'd accumulated over months of hiding now laughably exposed"
2"looked like outside Yu-Fei's restaurant,"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1991
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences184
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs102
mean19.52
std14.18
cv0.727
sampleLengths
018
127
244
312
433
57
66
732
819
927
1029
1118
1215
1344
145
157
1626
175
1846
199
203
2114
2253
239
2432
254
264
2722
2856
298
3014
3137
3223
3346
3424
3528
365
3711
3831
395
406
4110
4240
4318
4435
4522
467
472
4820
493
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences116
matches
0"been taken"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs216
matches
0"was hiding"
1"was already moving"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences184
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1135
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount43
adverbRatio0.03788546255506608
lyAdverbCount12
lyAdverbRatio0.010572687224669603
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences184
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences184
mean10.82
std7.57
cv0.7
sampleLengths
08
110
227
314
412
512
66
79
83
930
103
117
126
1312
1410
1510
1617
172
1818
196
203
2126
223
2312
246
259
266
278
283
2921
3012
315
327
337
3419
355
3623
3723
383
396
403
4114
4232
4321
445
454
4615
4717
484
494
48.73% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats12
diversityRatio0.33152173913043476
totalSentences184
uniqueOpeners61
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences111
matches
0"Then his footsteps, soft on"
1"Then a sound cut through"
2"Then something shifted in his"
3"Then he reached into his"
ratio0.036
54.23% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount46
totalSentences111
matches
0"His platinum hair was slightly"
1"His name tasted like copper"
2"He pushed past her before"
3"She crossed her arms, positioning"
4"He turned to face her,"
5"She hadn't succeeded."
6"She kept her voice level"
7"He laughed, but it lacked"
8"It always did."
9"She felt her jaw tighten,"
10"It was exactly what Evan"
11"She'd spent three months trying"
12"she said slowly"
13"He reached into his jacket"
14"She pulled back quickly, tearing"
15"Her photograph, taken from what"
16"He made a sound that"
17"It couldn't be."
18"He did transactions, exchanges, carefully"
19"His voice had gone quiet"
ratio0.414
45.59% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount92
totalSentences111
matches
0"The knock came at half-two"
1"Rory yanked it open, ready"
2"Lucien leaned against her doorframe,"
3"The ivory caught the dim"
4"His platinum hair was slightly"
5"Lucien Moreau did not do"
6"His name tasted like copper"
7"He pushed past her before"
8"Rory shut the door, engaging"
9"Ptolemy hissed from his perch"
10"The tabby had always possessed"
11"She crossed her arms, positioning"
12"He turned to face her,"
13"Amber and obsidian, demon and"
14"Something flickered across his features,"
15"She hadn't succeeded."
16"She kept her voice level"
17"He laughed, but it lacked"
18"The flat felt smaller with"
19"It always did."
ratio0.829
45.05% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences111
matches
0"Because that wasn't what this"
ratio0.009
87.91% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences39
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"The mysterious Frenchman who'd appeared in her life right when she'd finally escaped."
1"The man who'd offered her information about her ex's debts and obligations, information she'd never asked for but couldn't stop wanting."
2"The smile that crossed Lucien's face was sharp and dangerous and utterly unlike his usual polished expressions."
93.75% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags32
uselessAdditionCount2
matches
0"He turned, and the lamplight caught his mismatched eyes"
1"His eyes had, the amber almost entirely swallowed by shadow"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags5
fancyCount4
fancyTags
0"He pushed (push)"
1"He laughed (laugh)"
2"She laughed (laugh)"
3"she whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences103
tagDensity0.049
leniency0.097
rawRatio0.8
effectiveRatio0.078
87.5860%