Run: 2026-05-01-01KQHRZQXENHYBAEHHZMXQSGRP

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1m 4s
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$0.015160
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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 door open on the third deadbolt. Lucien stood there, one gloved hand raised to knock again, platinum hair slicked back like he had stepped out of a boardroom instead of the curry-scented stairwell. "You." The word left her flat. "Surprised?" His mismatched eyes—one amber, one black—flicked over her shoulder into the chaos of Eva's flat. "Or merely disappointed?" She braced her palm against the doorframe. The small crescent scar on her wrist pulled tight. "Disappointed implies I expected better. I expected nothing. That was the point." He leaned on the ivory-handled cane, the blade hidden inside it as much a secret as everything else about him. Charcoal wool stretched across shoulders she remembered too clearly. "Eva sent me." "Bollocks." Rory laughed once, sharp. "Eva knows better." "Perhaps she grew tired of your stubbornness." He slid one foot forward. "The messages stopped. Your shifts at the Golden Empress went unclaimed for three days. Even that halfwit Silas downstairs noticed." The tabby cat, Ptolemy, chose that moment to wind between Rory's ankles and hiss at the intruder. She scooped him up one-handed, using the warm bundle of fur as both shield and excuse. The smell of old paper and spilled ink rolled out from the flat behind her, the stacks of scrolls and leather-bound grimoires threatening to topple if anyone breathed too hard. "You can't come in." "Yet here I am." Lucien stepped forward anyway, forcing her to retreat or let their bodies brush. She retreated. The door clicked shut behind him with soft finality. Ptolemy squirmed free and bolted under the sagging sofa. Rory folded her arms, aware her hoodie carried last night's ramen stain and her hair hung in a messy curtain. Not that it should matter. Not anymore. Lucien surveyed the cramped space. Books balanced in precarious towers. A half-finished translation of demonic sigils spread across the tiny kitchen table. His gaze lingered on the single unmade bed visible through the open bedroom door. "Cosy." "Functional." She moved to the counter, putting the width of the room between them. The kettle. She needed something to do with her hands. "State your business, then leave. I have research." He tapped the cane once against the floorboards. "Your ex is moving product again. Not the usual street garbage. Something that carries the stink of Avaros." Her fingers froze on the kettle's handle. Evan. The name still tasted like blood in the back of her throat. She had run from Cardiff to escape his fists and his friends and the way he smiled when he promised forever. London was meant to be clean. Until Lucien had dragged her into the city's underbelly looking for information only a barrister's daughter could provide. "That has nothing to do with me." She filled the kettle, the water loud in the small space. "It has everything to do with you." Lucien crossed to the table, lifted one of Eva's notes, scanned it with those unnerving eyes. "Your name appeared on a ledger. Laila Carter. Your alias. Someone is offering considerable coin for the woman who humiliated Evan McCarthy by disappearing with half his client list memorised." The scar on her wrist throbbed. She set the kettle down harder than necessary. "So you came to warn me." Rory turned, leaning back against the counter. "How gallant. The half-demon white knight riding to the rescue." His mouth tightened. The first real crack in that polished exterior. "I came because the alternative was letting you walk into another trap. You have a habit of doing that." "Like the night I walked into yours?" The words fell between them, heavy. Three months ago. His flat in Shoreditch. The way his mouth had felt against the hollow of her throat while London traffic hummed far below. The way his black eye had bled to full obsidian when pleasure overtook him, revealing the demon half he usually kept chained. She had fled before dawn, wrist smarting from where she'd gripped the headboard too hard, heart hammering with equal parts terror and want. Lucien set the paper down with deliberate care. "That night was mutual." "Until it wasn't." She pushed away from the counter, closing the distance because backing down had never served her. "You told me the truth about what you are, Luc. Then you watched me run." "I gave you the choice." His voice dropped, that faint Marseilles accent thickening the vowels. "Most humans prefer ignorance." "I'm not most humans." "No." He reached out, slow enough that she could have stepped away. His gloved fingers brushed the scar on her wrist. The leather was cool. "You never were." Her pulse jumped under his touch. Attraction and hurt tangled so tightly she couldn't separate them. This was why she had avoided every message, every shadowed corner where he might appear. Lucien Moreau didn't just see her. He saw through her. The quick thinking that had saved her from Evan's rages. The intelligence that let her translate legal documents into weapons. The fear that still kept her sleeping with a knife under the pillow. "You should go." The words lacked conviction. "Should I?" His thumb traced the crescent mark, following the exact path the broken glass had taken when she was nine. Childhood accident, she'd told him once. He had kissed it anyway. The air in the flat thickened. Curry spices drifted up from the restaurant below, mixing with the faint scent of his cologne—sandalwood and something sharper, like smoke from another realm. Ptolemy watched them from beneath the sofa, tail twitching. Rory pulled her wrist free but didn't step back. Their heights put her eyes level with his mouth. A dangerous place to look. She remembered how that mouth had formed her name like a prayer and a curse in the same breath. "Eva wouldn't have sent you without reason," she said, changing tack. "What aren't you telling me?" Lucien's heterochromatic gaze held hers. The amber one warmed. The black one swallowed light. "The product Evan moves opens doorways. Small ones. Temporary. But your name on that ledger suggests he plans to use you as the key. Your blood. Your memories. Something about your connection to him never fully severed." Her stomach dropped. She thought of the nights Evan had pressed his thumb against that same scar, smiling like he owned every piece of her. "And you came to play hero." "I came to stop you doing something reckless." He glanced at the research notes again. "Like attempting to bind a demon on your own with nothing but Eva's half-translated texts and sheer bloody-mindedness." Heat flushed up her neck. He knew her too well. The idea had crossed her mind an hour ago. Still did. "You don't get to care." The accusation slipped out quieter than she intended. "Not after you let me leave that night without a word." "I stood on the balcony and watched you run down the street in nothing but my shirt." His jaw flexed. "Every instinct I possess screamed to follow. The demon half especially. You have no idea what restraint that required, Rory." The use of her preferred name—the one her friends used—hit harder than any endearment. She swallowed. "Then why come now?" "Because the thought of Evan putting his hands on you again makes me want to carve my name into his chest." The words emerged calm, almost pleasant. The violence beneath them sent a shiver down her spine that had nothing to do with fear. Their bodies had migrated closer. His cane rested against the table now. One of his hands hovered near her hip, not quite touching. She could feel the heat rolling off him, unnaturally high, as though the demon blood ran hotter than a human's. "You don't own me." She tilted her chin up. "Never claimed to." His breath ghosted across her cheek. "But I remember how you tasted. How you said my name when you came apart. I remember the way you looked at me right before you bolted—like I was both salvation and damnation." Her back met the edge of the table. A stack of books shifted dangerously. "And which are you?" "Both." He braced a hand beside her, caging her without contact. "The question is whether you're brave enough to admit you want both." The flat felt smaller. Ptolemy had emerged from under the sofa to bat at the tassel on Lucien's cane, oblivious to the tension crackling above him. Rory's heart hammered so hard she wondered if he could hear it. Probably could. Half-demon senses. She lifted a hand, intending to push him away. Instead her fingers curled into the lapel of his suit jacket. The wool was softer than it looked. Expensive. The same jacket he'd worn the night they'd met in Silas's bar, when he'd slid onto the stool beside her and asked what a nice Welsh girl was doing delivering Chinese food in East London. "I hate you." The lie tasted bitter. "Good." Lucien's free hand came up to cradle the back of her neck, thumb pressing lightly against the pulse point there. "Hate me all you like. Just don't ask me to leave you to face this alone." Their mouths were inches apart. She could see the flecks of gold in his amber eye, the way the black one had begun to expand, bleeding outward as his control slipped. The demon rising to the surface. She should have been terrified. Instead liquid heat pooled low in her belly. The deadbolts on the front door rattled. Not from inside. From the hallway. Lucien's head snapped toward the sound. His hand tightened on her neck, protective now rather than seductive. "Were you expecting anyone?" Rory shook her head, mind already racing through possibilities. Eva was in Oxford until Friday. Silas never came upstairs unannounced. The only other person who knew this address was— The first heavy thud shook the frame. Wood splintered near the top hinge. "Stay behind me." Lucien reached for his cane, the concealed blade whispering free with a metallic sigh. Another impact. The middle deadbolt groaned. Rory grabbed the nearest thing—a heavy obsidian paperweight from Eva's collection—and weighed it in her palm. Her pulse steadied. This, at least, was familiar. Fight or flight. She had done both often enough. The door burst inward on the third blow. Evan stood in the wreckage, eyes wild, a sigil carved fresh into his forehead still leaking blood down his face. Three men flanked him, eyes completely black. Fully possessed. "Hello, Rory." Evan's gaze slid from her to Lucien and back again. His smile was the same one that used to precede broken bones. "Miss me?" Lucien shifted, placing his body fully between her and the broken doorway. The blade in his cane caught the light like a promise. "Wrong flat, mate." His voice had gone soft, almost gentle. The calm before carnage. "I'd suggest you run while you still have legs." Rory tightened her grip on the paperweight, bright blue eyes locked on the man who had once sworn to kill her if she ever left. The air reeked of sulphur now, drowning out curry and old books. Ptolemy yowled from somewhere behind the sofa. Evan's smile widened, revealing teeth filed to points. "Neither of you are leaving here alive."
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags26
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"Rory laughed once [once]"
1"She pushed away [away]"
dialogueSentences60
tagDensity0.433
leniency0.867
rawRatio0.077
effectiveRatio0.067
92.04% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1885
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"tightly"
count1
1
adverb"lightly"
count1
2
adverb"completely"
count1
highlights
0"tightly"
1"lightly"
2"completely"
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)
65.52% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1885
totalAiIsms13
found
0
word"flicked"
count1
1
word"scanned"
count1
2
word"throbbed"
count1
3
word"pulse"
count3
4
word"traced"
count1
5
word"stomach"
count1
6
word"down her spine"
count1
7
word"could feel"
count1
8
word"tension"
count1
9
word"racing"
count1
10
word"familiar"
count1
highlights
0"flicked"
1"scanned"
2"throbbed"
3"pulse"
4"traced"
5"stomach"
6"down her spine"
7"could feel"
8"tension"
9"racing"
10"familiar"
66.67% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow2
found
0
label"stomach dropped/sank"
count1
1
label"sent a shiver through"
count1
highlights
0"stomach dropped"
1"sent a shiver down"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences148
matches
0"o with fear"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences148
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences181
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen37
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1878
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions15
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
99.82% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions55
wordCount1395
uniqueNames18
maxNameDensity1
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity2
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Eva4
Ptolemy5
Rory10
Cardiff1
Lucien14
Shoreditch1
London3
Marseilles1
Moreau1
Evan6
Childhood1
Heat1
Silas2
Welsh1
Chinese1
East1
Oxford1
Friday1
persons
0"Eva"
1"Ptolemy"
2"Rory"
3"Lucien"
4"Moreau"
5"Evan"
6"Heat"
7"Silas"
places
0"Cardiff"
1"Shoreditch"
2"London"
3"East"
4"Oxford"
globalScore0.998
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences101
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"tasted like blood in the back of her thro"
1"not quite touching"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1878
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences181
matches
0"chose that moment"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs68
mean27.62
std17.4
cv0.63
sampleLengths
036
16
219
328
432
58
632
763
84
928
1036
1136
121
1332
1426
1565
1618
1753
1814
1923
2030
217
2276
2312
2434
2519
264
2728
2874
297
3032
3139
3242
3316
3451
3531
3633
3721
3824
3940
4020
4144
4243
439
4442
4518
4623
4742
4863
497
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences148
matches
0"was meant"
1"been terrified"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs242
matches
0"was doing"
63.93% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount8
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences5
totalSentences181
ratio0.028
matches
0"\"Surprised?\" His mismatched eyes—one amber, one black—flicked over her shoulder into the chaos of Eva's flat."
1"Curry spices drifted up from the restaurant below, mixing with the faint scent of his cologne—sandalwood and something sharper, like smoke from another realm."
2"The use of her preferred name—the one her friends used—hit harder than any endearment."
3"The only other person who knew this address was—"
4"Rory grabbed the nearest thing—a heavy obsidian paperweight from Eva's collection—and weighed it in her palm."
97.71% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1408
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount60
adverbRatio0.04261363636363636
lyAdverbCount14
lyAdverbRatio0.009943181818181818
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences181
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences181
mean10.38
std7.28
cv0.702
sampleLengths
09
127
26
316
43
57
69
712
820
99
103
115
123
1312
1420
1517
1616
1730
184
1917
202
219
229
2320
245
252
265
275
2812
2914
301
3114
322
338
348
358
3618
377
381
3912
4021
416
4218
4318
4423
4530
466
478
4813
4910
60.41% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats9
diversityRatio0.39226519337016574
totalSentences181
uniqueOpeners71
48.66% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences137
matches
0"Instead her fingers curled into"
1"Instead liquid heat pooled low"
ratio0.015
79.85% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount48
totalSentences137
matches
0"His mismatched eyes—one amber, one"
1"She braced her palm against"
2"He leaned on the ivory-handled"
3"He slid one foot forward"
4"She scooped him up one-handed,"
5"His gaze lingered on the"
6"She moved to the counter,"
7"She needed something to do"
8"He tapped the cane once"
9"Her fingers froze on the"
10"She had run from Cardiff"
11"She filled the kettle, the"
12"She set the kettle down"
13"His mouth tightened."
14"His flat in Shoreditch."
15"She had fled before dawn,"
16"She pushed away from the"
17"His voice dropped, that faint"
18"He reached out, slow enough"
19"His gloved fingers brushed the"
ratio0.35
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount128
totalSentences137
matches
0"Rory yanked the door open"
1"Lucien stood there, one gloved"
2"The word left her flat"
3"His mismatched eyes—one amber, one"
4"She braced her palm against"
5"The small crescent scar on"
6"He leaned on the ivory-handled"
7"Charcoal wool stretched across shoulders"
8"Rory laughed once, sharp"
9"He slid one foot forward"
10"The tabby cat, Ptolemy, chose"
11"She scooped him up one-handed,"
12"The smell of old paper"
13"Lucien stepped forward anyway, forcing"
14"The door clicked shut behind"
15"Ptolemy squirmed free and bolted"
16"Rory folded her arms, aware"
17"Lucien surveyed the cramped space."
18"Books balanced in precarious towers."
19"A half-finished translation of demonic"
ratio0.934
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences137
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences39
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"The intelligence that let her translate legal documents into weapons."
1"She could feel the heat rolling off him, unnaturally high, as though the demon blood ran hotter than a human's."
86.54% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags26
uselessAdditionCount2
matches
0"Rory laughed once, sharp"
1"free hand came up, thumb pressing lightly against the pulse point there"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags2
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"Rory laughed once (laugh)"
dialogueSentences60
tagDensity0.033
leniency0.067
rawRatio0.5
effectiveRatio0.033
85.3717%