Run: 2026-05-01-01KQHQD6TS7X5DXB246QR7YGJJ

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1m 2s
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xAI

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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
Rory yanked the final deadbolt free and wrenched the door open. Lucien stood on the threshold, one gloved hand raised to knock again, his ivory-handled cane planted beside an expensive leather shoe. The faint spice of curry from the shop below clung to the air between them, but it did nothing to mask the sharp, expensive scent that rolled off him. "You have some nerve." She kept her grip on the door, ready to slam it. His amber eye caught the light first, then the black one followed, both narrowing. Platinum hair swept back from his temples in its usual ruthless style. The charcoal suit hugged his shoulders without a single crease, as though the fabric itself feared disappointing him. "Rory." The single word carried the faint lilt of Marseille, clipped and low. "You look well." She laughed once, sharp enough to cut. "Well? I look like someone who thought she was finally rid of you." Ptolemy wound between her ankles, tail high, and Lucien’s gaze dropped to the tabby before returning to her face. Something flickered across his expression, too fast to name. He took one measured step forward. She did not retreat. "May I come in?" "No." He exhaled through his nose, the sound almost amused. Almost. "Then we will have this conversation where the entire building can hear. I doubt Eva’s neighbours will appreciate details about your dealings with the Court of Avaros." Rory’s stomach tightened. She glanced down the narrow stairwell, cursed under her breath, and stepped aside. The moment he crossed the threshold she shut the door and threw every deadbolt home again. The clicks echoed like accusations. The flat swallowed him at once. Towers of books leaned against one another on every surface, scrolls unrolled across the tiny kitchen table, notes pinned to the walls with colourful drawing pins. A single lamp cast a warm pool over the chaos, leaving the corners in shadow. Lucien surveyed it all without comment, though his fingers flexed on the cane’s handle. She folded her arms. "Eva’s not here. Whatever favour you want, she can’t grant it." "I did not come for Eva." The silence that dropped between them tasted metallic. Rory became acutely aware of her bare feet on the threadbare rug, the oversized jumper that slipped off one shoulder, the small crescent scar on her left wrist that suddenly itched. Lucien’s eyes tracked that exact spot before he lifted them again. "You left without a word," he said. "I left with several words. You simply chose not to listen to them." He moved deeper into the room. Each step made the floorboards complain. Ptolemy leapt onto the arm of the sagging sofa and watched with unblinking green eyes, as though taking sides. Lucien stopped beside a precarious stack of demonology texts. One finger brushed the topmost cover but did not disturb it. "I heard you took work with Yu-Fei," he continued, voice softer now. "Delivery rider by day. Quite the fall from the woman who once bargained with a duke of Avaros for a single name." "That name nearly got me killed." She crossed to the kitchenette and filled the kettle simply to have something to do with her hands. "You knew it would. Don’t pretend otherwise." The kettle clanged against the tap. Behind her, Lucien’s cane tapped once against the floor. "I warned you the price would be steep." "You warned me, then you fucked me, then you vanished before the blood dried on the contract." She slammed the kettle onto its base and flipped the switch. The sudden roar of boiling water filled the flat. "So forgive me if I don’t fall at your polished feet this time." He crossed the small space in three strides. Not close enough to touch, but close enough that she felt the heat rolling off him. Half-demon blood ran hotter than human. She remembered that fact in her bones. "I left because staying would have painted a target on your back the size of London Bridge." His words came clipped, each one precise. "Your ex, that patheticEvan, had already sold rumours about you to the lesser courts. They were watching. I made certain they watched me instead." Rory’s pulse hammered against her throat. She refused to look away from the mismatched eyes that had once stared down at her while she came apart beneath him. "And now?" "Now they are watching you again." He reached into his breast pocket and withdrew a single photograph. The edges were crisp, the image merciless. It showed her leaving the Golden Empress last week, helmet under one arm, smile still lingering from a joke Yu-Fei had told. A shadow stretched across the pavement behind her that did not match her silhouette. Horned. Waiting. She took the photo. Her fingers brushed his. The contact jolted through her like a live wire. "Damn it, Luc." The old nickname slipped out before she could cage it. His shoulders stiffened at the sound. For a moment the fixer, the information broker, the half-blood predator, looked almost human. Almost lost. "I did not want this," he said. The kettle clicked off behind her, but neither of them moved. "I spent six months ensuring you stayed out of it. Then your name surfaced on a new contract. Different buyer this time. Older. Hungrier." "Who?" He shook his head once. "That I do not know yet. Which is why I am here." Rory tossed the photograph onto the cluttered table. It landed atop a half-translated grimoire. Ptolemy chose that moment to leap down and bat at the corner of the print, sliding it closer to the edge. She ignored the cat. Ignored the way Lucien’s gaze had dropped to her mouth. Ignored everything except the dangerous heat building low in her belly. "So you show up unannounced, break six months of silence, and expect me to what? Run to you for protection?" She stepped closer, deliberately crowding him the way he had once crowded her against a rain-slicked alley wall in Shoreditch. "I’ve survived worse than whatever this is." "Have you?" His voice dropped to a register that dragged across her skin. "Because the woman I remember trembled when I kissed the scar on her wrist. The woman I remember whispered my true name while she fell apart. That woman did not survive, Rory. She ran." The words landed like punches. She felt her cheeks burn. Anger, yes. But something darker threaded through it, something that remembered the taste of his mouth and the way his claws had pricked her hips without ever breaking skin. "You don’t get to say my name like that." She jabbed a finger into the centre of his chest. The fabric of his suit felt warm, alive. "Not after you left me in that hotel with nothing but a note and an ache I couldn’t explain to anyone." Lucien caught her wrist. Not hard. Just enough to still her. His thumb traced the crescent scar with something approaching reverence. The touch pulled a ragged breath from her lungs. "I wrote that note with your blood still under my nails." His heterochromatic stare bored into her. "Do you think it was easy? Walking away from the only person in two realms who looked at me and did not flinch?" She tried to pull free. He did not let her. The flat seemed smaller, the air thicker. Curry and old paper and the faint brimstone that always clung to his skin mixed into a scent that made her head swim. "Luc—" "Say it again." The command came rough, stripped of its usual polish. "Say it like you used to." Her lips parted. She hated how easily the word formed. "Luc." His control snapped. He dragged her forward by the wrist and kissed her like a man who had been starving for six months. There was nothing elegant about it. Teeth clashed, tongues battled. She gripped the lapels of his suit and hauled him closer, anger and want twisting into one savage thing. The cane clattered to the floor. His free hand plunged into her straight black hair, tilting her head exactly where he wanted it. Rory bit his lower lip hard enough to draw a growl from deep in his chest. The sound vibrated through her. She remembered that growl. Remembered what followed it. Her back met the edge of the kitchen counter. A stack of scrolls toppled, scattering across the floor like startled birds. Neither of them cared. Lucien lifted her without effort, setting her on the narrow counter. Her knees parted to let him closer. The jumper slipped further off her shoulder and his mouth found the exposed skin instantly, hot and demanding. She arched into the contact, fingers digging into his perfectly styled hair and ruining it. "Why now?" she gasped between kisses. "Why not three months ago when I still woke up reaching for you?" "Because three months ago the buyer had not yet doubled the bounty." He spoke against her throat, words punctuated by sharp nips. "Because three months ago I still believed I could keep you safe by staying away. I was wrong." His admission cracked something open inside her chest. She dragged his mouth back to hers, pouring six months of hurt and sleepless nights into the kiss. His hands slid under the hem of her jumper, palms scorching up her ribs. When his thumb brushed the underside of her breast she shuddered so violently the entire counter shook. Ptolemy chose that moment to yowl and dart beneath the sofa. The sound broke them apart by centimetres. Their foreheads rested together, breaths mingling. Lucien’s eyes had bled to molten amber and pitch black, the demon rising close to the surface. Rory’s own pulse thundered in her ears. She could taste blood, his or hers she wasn’t sure. "This doesn’t fix anything," she whispered. "No." His voice had gone rough as gravel. "But it reminds me why I would burn both realms to keep you breathing." She searched his face for the lie. Found only raw truth and the same hunger currently clawing at her own ribs. Her fingers traced the line of his jaw, feeling the faint tremor there. The great Lucien Moreau, reduced to shaking by her touch. The knowledge sent a dark thrill through her. A sharp knock rattled the front door. Three measured strikes. Then silence. Lucien went predator-still. His hand tightened on her thigh. Rory’s gaze flew to the door, every deadbolt suddenly looking pathetically inadequate. The flat’s single lamp flickered once, though the power had not failed. "That is not a social call," he murmured against her ear. His breath raised gooseflesh along her neck. "They found you faster than I anticipated." She slid off the counter. Her legs threatened to buckle but she locked her knees. The scattered scrolls crunched under her bare feet as she retrieved his cane and pressed it into his hand. Their fingers lingered a second too long. "Then we remind them who they’re dealing with." She pulled open the drawer beside the sink and withdrew the small iron blade Eva kept for emergencies. The metal stung her palm. Good. Pain kept her focused. Lucien’s smile was slow, sharp, and entirely lacking in mercy. The expression transformed his elegant features into something ancient and hungry. He flicked the cane. A thin blade slid free with a whisper of steel. "Stay behind me, ma petite menteuse." Rory stepped up beside him instead, shoulder brushing his. The knock came again, louder this time. Something in the hallway hissed, a sound no human throat could make. She met Lucien’s mismatched gaze. The air between them crackled with six months of unsaid words, with the memory of sweat-slick skin and broken promises, with the promise of violence yet to come. "Together then," she said. The doorframe splintered on the third knock.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags21
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences51
tagDensity0.412
leniency0.824
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
89.89% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1978
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"suddenly"
count2
1
adverb"deliberately"
count1
2
adverb"perfectly"
count1
highlights
0"suddenly"
1"deliberately"
2"perfectly"
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
44.39% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1978
totalAiIsms22
found
0
word"lilt"
count1
1
word"flickered"
count2
2
word"measured"
count2
3
word"stomach"
count1
4
word"echoed"
count1
5
word"silence"
count3
6
word"pulse"
count2
7
word"predator"
count2
8
word"ensuring"
count1
9
word"trembled"
count1
10
word"traced"
count2
11
word"vibrated"
count1
12
word"thundered"
count1
13
word"flicked"
count1
14
word"whisper"
count1
highlights
0"lilt"
1"flickered"
2"measured"
3"stomach"
4"echoed"
5"silence"
6"pulse"
7"predator"
8"ensuring"
9"trembled"
10"traced"
11"vibrated"
12"thundered"
13"flicked"
14"whisper"
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
narrationSentences154
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences154
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"tried 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
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen41
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1978
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions17
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions34
wordCount1485
uniqueNames10
maxNameDensity0.94
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity2
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Marseille1
Lucien14
Rory9
Golden1
Empress1
Yu-Fei1
Shoreditch1
Moreau1
Eva1
Ptolemy4
persons
0"Lucien"
1"Rory"
2"Yu-Fei"
3"Moreau"
4"Eva"
5"Ptolemy"
places
0"Marseille"
1"Shoreditch"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences111
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"as though taking sides"
1"seemed smaller the air thicker"
98.89% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches2
per1kWords1.011
wordCount1978
matches
0"Not close enough to touch, but close enough"
1"Not after you left me in that hotel with nothing but a note"
94.20% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount4
totalSentences184
matches
0"remembered that fact"
1"chose that moment"
2"remembered that growl"
3"chose that moment"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs67
mean29.52
std18.99
cv0.643
sampleLengths
061
115
244
316
420
538
64
71
837
937
1061
1115
126
1350
147
1513
1651
1734
1831
1915
208
2150
2237
2348
2430
2562
2617
273
2832
2942
301
3117
3260
3347
3447
3539
3648
3730
3840
3940
401
4118
4211
433
4472
4554
4651
4719
4840
4957
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences154
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs260
matches(empty)
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
wordCount1493
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount52
adverbRatio0.034829202947086406
lyAdverbCount15
lyAdverbRatio0.010046885465505693
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
mean10.75
std7.36
cv0.685
sampleLengths
011
121
229
315
414
512
618
713
83
97
1013
1119
129
136
144
154
161
179
181
1927
203
2113
2216
235
246
2526
2615
2714
284
2911
306
318
3231
3311
347
3513
366
376
3819
399
4011
4112
4222
4324
447
456
469
478
4828
499
52.36% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats7
diversityRatio0.33695652173913043
totalSentences184
uniqueOpeners62
23.47% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences142
matches
0"Just enough to still her."
ratio0.007
48.17% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount61
totalSentences142
matches
0"She kept her grip on"
1"His amber eye caught the"
2"She laughed once, sharp enough"
3"He took one measured step"
4"She did not retreat."
5"He exhaled through his nose,"
6"She glanced down the narrow"
7"She folded her arms."
8"He moved deeper into the"
9"he continued, voice softer now"
10"She crossed to the kitchenette"
11"She slammed the kettle onto"
12"He crossed the small space"
13"She remembered that fact in"
14"His words came clipped, each"
15"She refused to look away"
16"He reached into his breast"
17"It showed her leaving the"
18"She took the photo."
19"Her fingers brushed his."
ratio0.43
9.30% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount128
totalSentences142
matches
0"Rory yanked the final deadbolt"
1"Lucien stood on the threshold,"
2"The faint spice of curry"
3"She kept her grip on"
4"His amber eye caught the"
5"Platinum hair swept back from"
6"The charcoal suit hugged his"
7"The single word carried the"
8"She laughed once, sharp enough"
9"Ptolemy wound between her ankles,"
10"Something flickered across his expression,"
11"He took one measured step"
12"She did not retreat."
13"He exhaled through his nose,"
14"Rory’s stomach tightened."
15"She glanced down the narrow"
16"The moment he crossed the"
17"The clicks echoed like accusations."
18"The flat swallowed him at"
19"Towers of books leaned against"
ratio0.901
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences142
matches(empty)
ratio0
77.92% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences55
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"The faint spice of curry from the shop below clung to the air between them, but it did nothing to mask the sharp, expensive scent that rolled off him."
1"The charcoal suit hugged his shoulders without a single crease, as though the fabric itself feared disappointing him."
2"Rory became acutely aware of her bare feet on the threadbare rug, the oversized jumper that slipped off one shoulder, the small crescent scar on her left wrist …"
3"Ptolemy leapt onto the arm of the sagging sofa and watched with unblinking green eyes, as though taking sides."
4"But something darker threaded through it, something that remembered the taste of his mouth and the way his claws had pricked her hips without ever breaking skin…"
77.38% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags21
uselessAdditionCount2
matches
0"She kept, ready to slam it"
1"he continued, voice softer now"
51.96% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags8
fancyCount5
fancyTags
0"he continued (continue)"
1"she gasped (gasp)"
2"He spoke (speak)"
3"she whispered (whisper)"
4"he murmured (murmur)"
dialogueSentences51
tagDensity0.157
leniency0.314
rawRatio0.625
effectiveRatio0.196
82.2642%