Run: 2026-05-01-01KQHT4SZMCCXNCW743XNB0YC9

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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>

Model response

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Rory yanked the deadbolt back with more force than necessary. The second and third followed in quick succession. She already knew who waited on the other side of the chipped paint. The particular rhythm of those knuckles against her door had haunted her for three months. She opened the door. Lucien Moreau filled the narrow landing like smoke in a bottle, charcoal suit immaculate despite the curry-house steam rising from below. One amber eye caught the weak bulb light. The black one remained shadowed, unreadable. His ivory-handled cane rested against his thigh, fingers loose around the silver collar. She noticed the faint tremor there and hated how it still twisted something low in her stomach. "You look like hell," she said. "Charming as ever, Laila." His voice carried the faint Marseille curl, softer than she remembered. He tilted his head, platinum hair catching the light like spilled mercury. "May I come in?" "No." He smiled anyway, that small, dangerous tilt of lips that once made her forget every sensible reason to keep her distance. "Ptolemy misses me. I can hear him." The tabby chose that moment to wind between Rory's ankles, purring loud enough to wake the neighbours. Traitorous bastard. She stepped aside before she could talk herself out of it. Lucien moved past her with that particular grace half-demons seemed born with, cane tapping once against the warped floorboards. The flat swallowed him immediately. Books and scrolls covered every surface, research notes pinned to the walls with varying degrees of violence. He surveyed the chaos with something that might have been fondness. "Still collecting other people's problems, I see." "Someone has to." Rory shut the door harder than necessary. Three deadbolts clicked back into place like accusations. "Some of us don't profit from them." He turned. The movement brought them closer than she'd intended. Close enough to smell bergamot and something darker, like smouldering embers. His mismatched eyes traced the crescent scar on her wrist before flicking back to her face. "Still angry." "Not angry." She folded her arms, creating distance with her body if not her feet. "Particular." "About?" "About men who vanish for three months after promising they wouldn't." The words left her sharper than she'd planned. "About half-demons who make deals with creatures that should stay in Avaros." Lucien's jaw tightened. For a moment the charming fixer disappeared, replaced by something ancient and tired. "The situation in Marseille required my particular talents." "Which situation? The one where your father tried to drag you back through the veil, or the one where you decided I was collateral damage?" He set his cane against the bookshelf with deliberate care. Without it he seemed less contained, more dangerous. "Both. Neither. Does it matter?" "It mattered when I woke up to find your note and an empty bed." Rory moved to the tiny kitchenette, needing something to do with her hands. She filled the kettle, slammed it onto the hob. "It mattered when Eva told me you'd been spotted at Silas's bar three weeks ago and still hadn't bothered to knock on my door." The admission cost her. She kept her back to him, watching steam curl from the kettle's spout like unanswered questions. "I stayed away to keep you safe." His voice came from directly behind her now. Too close. "My father's agents watch everyone I touch. You were safer believing I had abandoned you." "Safer." She laughed, the sound brittle enough to cut. "Right. Because nothing says protection like leaving me to wonder if you were dead in some alley with your pretty throat slit." His fingers brushed her elbow. She should have pulled away. Instead she turned, finding him closer than memory allowed. The heterochromatic eyes held hers with uncomfortable intensity. "I thought about you every night." The confession sounded torn from him. "In Marseille. In the cells beneath Montjuïc. Even when the bindings cut into my wrists, I thought about how your hair catches the light when you laugh at my terrible French jokes." "Don't." The word came out hoarse. "Don't what? Tell you the truth?" Lucien reached up, slow enough that she could have stopped him. His fingers traced the line of her jaw with the precision of a man memorising evidence. "Or don't remember how perfectly you fit against me? How you said my name like a prayer when I—" "Stop." She caught his wrist. The pulse beneath her fingers beat too fast for someone who claimed perfect control. "You don't get to disappear and then waltz back in here with your tailored suits and your pretty words. I have a life now. A quiet one. Without demons or fixers or complications that come with heterochromatic eyes and secrets." "Yet you opened the door." The kettle shrieked between them. Rory dropped his wrist like it burned and busied herself with mugs. Her hands shook. She hoped he wouldn't notice. "Old habits." She spooned tea leaves with more force than necessary. "Like picking at scabs." "Is that what I am now? A scab?" Amusement coloured his tone, but underneath lay something raw. "How unflattering." "You're whatever keeps me from sleeping." She thrust a mug at him. Their fingers brushed. Electricity, or maybe just the memory of it, sparked up her arm. "Whatever makes me check the locks three times instead of once. Whatever has me translating obscure Avarosian texts at three in the morning because maybe, just maybe, I can find a way to make sure your bastard of a father can never touch you again." Lucien stared at her. For once the smooth information broker seemed at a loss. Steam rose between them, carrying the scent of bergamot and Earl Grey. "You were researching binding rituals." His voice dropped. "For me." "Don't flatter yourself." But her cheeks heated. The crescent scar on her wrist itched. "Eva needed them for a case. I helped." "Liar." He set the untouched tea aside. The mug clinked against a stack of scrolls. "Your heartbeat gives you away. Always has." "You don't get to listen to my heartbeat." She jabbed a finger into his chest. The fabric of his suit felt too soft, too expensive, too much like coming home. "Not anymore. You lost that privilege when you chose your complicated family drama over this." Her gesture took in the cramped flat, the cat watching them with lazy interest from the windowsill, the woman standing too close to a man she should have forgotten. Lucien caught her hand. Held it against his chest where his heart thundered with something that felt dangerously like hope. "I chose nothing." The words came rough, stripped of his usual polish. "The binding circle activated before I could reach you. One moment I stood in this very kitchen watching you burn toast, the next I stood in my father's throne room with iron around my throat. Three months, Rory. Three months of watching him destroy everything I built here. Three months of knowing you thought I left you." The raw edge in his voice cracked something inside her chest. She tried to pull away. He wouldn't let her. "I killed three of his lieutenants to get back here." His thumb traced circles on the back of her hand, maddeningly gentle. "One of them wore your face as a glamour. Nearly broke me." "Lucien—" "Say it again." He stepped closer, forcing her back against the counter. The small of her back met Formica with a dull thud. "My name. The way you used to say it before everything went to hell." She swallowed. Ptolemy chose that moment to leap onto the counter beside them, meowing for attention. Neither of them looked at the cat. "This doesn't fix anything," she whispered. But her free hand had found its way to his lapel, gripping charcoal wool like a lifeline. "You can't just appear and expect—" "I expect nothing." His breath ghosted across her lips. Close enough now that she could see the faint scar through his left eyebrow that she'd never asked about. "I only ask that you let me stay long enough to remind you why we were worth the complications in the first place." The air between them thickened. Rory's gaze dropped to his mouth. She remembered exactly how those lips felt against the hollow of her throat, the way he'd whisper promises in French and English and something older, darker. The memory pulled heat through her veins like his infernal blood called to whatever reckless part of her had always been drawn to danger. "You're still impossible," she managed. "And you're still the only person who has ever made me question the deals I've made." His fingers slid into her straight black hair, tilting her face up. "Look at me, Rory. Really look." She did. The amber eye burned with familiar hunger. The black one held depths that had always terrified and fascinated her in equal measure. Half-demon. Information broker. The man who'd once carried her home from Silas's bar after too much whisky and tended her wrist scar with surprising tenderness when it ached in the rain. "I never stopped wanting you," he said. Simple. Devastating. "Not for one second of those three months. Even when it would have been easier to let my father wipe my memories of this realm. Of you." The confession hung between them. Rory's heart hammered against her ribs. She could feel his pulse where their bodies pressed together now, chest to chest. The counter dug into her spine. Ptolemy had wisely retreated to the top of the bookshelf. "Show me," she said. Lucien's eyes widened fractionally. Then his mouth crashed down on hers with three months of pent-up desperation. No hesitation. No careful seduction. Just pure, unfiltered need that matched the ache she'd carried since waking up alone. She kissed him back like a woman drowning. Her fingers twisted in his perfect hair, destroying the careful style. He made a sound against her lips, half growl, half prayer. The ivory-handled cane clattered to the floor as his hands found her waist, lifting her onto the counter with effortless strength. Books scattered. A scroll unrolled across the floor like a witness. Rory wrapped her legs around him, heels digging into the small of his back. The kiss turned messy, teeth and tongues and three months of things left unsaid. He pulled back just enough to rest his forehead against hers. Both of them breathed hard. "Again," she demanded. Lucien laughed. The sound vibrated through her. "Greedy." "You have no idea." She nipped at his lower lip. "Three months, Lucien. Three months of cold beds and colder nights. You owe me." His expression darkened with something that looked suspiciously like devotion. "Then let me start repaying my debt." He kissed her again, slower this time. Thorough. The kind of kiss that mapped territories and made promises. His hand slid beneath her shirt, palm hot against her skin. She arched into the touch, nails scraping his scalp. Ptolemy yowled from the bookshelf as another stack of papers hit the floor. Neither of them noticed. Rory broke the kiss to tug at his tie. The silk whispered as it came free. "Bedroom," she gasped. "Now." Lucien didn't need telling twice. He lifted her properly this time, hands under her thighs. She clung to him as he navigated the minefield of research materials, kicking aside a particularly heavy tome about veil theory. The bedroom door slammed behind them with satisfying finality. Three deadbolts on the front door might keep the world out, but nothing could keep this at bay any longer. As Lucien laid her down on the narrow bed that suddenly felt too small for all the history between them, Rory caught his face between her hands. The crescent scar on her wrist pressed against his cheek. "If you disappear again," she said, voice fierce, "I'll hunt you through every realm myself. Demon father or not." His smile held equal parts warning and wonder. "I would expect nothing less, my brilliant, impossible woman." Then his mouth found hers again, and for the first time in three months the flat on Brick Lane didn't feel quite so cramped. It felt like coming home. Like second chances wrapped in tailored charcoal and half-demon secrets. The cat, wisely, stayed in the other room.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags33
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences71
tagDensity0.465
leniency0.93
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
90.24% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount2049
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"perfectly"
count1
1
adverb"very"
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adverb"really"
count1
3
adverb"suddenly"
count1
highlights
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1"very"
2"really"
3"suddenly"
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)
48.76% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount2049
totalAiIsms21
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0
word"unreadable"
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word"stomach"
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2
word"traced"
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word"intensity"
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word"pulse"
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word"perfect"
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word"thundered"
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word"eyebrow"
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word"whisper"
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word"familiar"
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word"depths"
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word"tenderness"
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word"could feel"
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word"effortless"
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word"vibrated"
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word"silk"
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word"navigated"
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highlights
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5"perfect"
6"thundered"
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10"depths"
11"tenderness"
12"could feel"
13"effortless"
14"vibrated"
15"silk"
16"navigated"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
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maxInWindow1
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
highlights
0"eyes widened"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences150
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences150
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"tried to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences188
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen57
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords2049
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions20
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions39
wordCount1388
uniqueNames17
maxNameDensity0.72
worstName"Rory"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Rory"
discoveredNames
Moreau1
Marseille1
Rory10
Three2
Lucien10
Amusement1
Earl1
Grey1
Formica1
Close2
French1
English1
Silas1
Simple1
Brick1
Lane1
Ptolemy3
persons
0"Moreau"
1"Rory"
2"Lucien"
3"Amusement"
4"Earl"
5"Grey"
6"Silas"
7"Ptolemy"
places
0"Marseille"
1"Three"
2"French"
3"Brick"
4"Lane"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences102
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount2049
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount2
totalSentences188
matches
0"chose that moment"
1"chose that moment"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs73
mean28.07
std18.54
cv0.661
sampleLengths
046
14
265
36
431
51
628
730
852
97
1025
1137
122
1316
141
1531
1624
1725
1823
1960
2020
2132
2231
2327
2444
256
2652
2759
285
2925
3015
3119
3272
3326
3410
3522
3622
3774
3820
3969
4020
4134
421
4337
4423
4529
4651
4761
485
4934
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences150
matches
0"been drawn"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs236
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences188
ratio0
matches(empty)
98.62% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1395
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount58
adverbRatio0.04157706093189964
lyAdverbCount12
lyAdverbRatio0.008602150537634409
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences188
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences188
mean10.9
std8.53
cv0.782
sampleLengths
010
18
213
315
44
521
68
76
813
917
106
1115
1212
134
141
1521
167
1717
182
1911
2019
215
2217
2311
247
2510
268
277
282
298
3011
3116
322
3315
341
351
3619
3712
383
3913
408
4125
4210
438
445
4527
469
4724
484
4916
60.64% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats6
diversityRatio0.3829787234042553
totalSentences188
uniqueOpeners72
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences130
matches
0"Instead she turned, finding him"
1"Then his mouth crashed down"
2"Just pure, unfiltered need that"
3"Then his mouth found hers"
ratio0.031
63.08% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount51
totalSentences130
matches
0"She already knew who waited"
1"She opened the door."
2"His ivory-handled cane rested against"
3"She noticed the faint tremor"
4"His voice carried the faint"
5"He tilted his head, platinum"
6"He smiled anyway, that small,"
7"She stepped aside before she"
8"He surveyed the chaos with"
9"His mismatched eyes traced the"
10"She folded her arms, creating"
11"He set his cane against"
12"She filled the kettle, slammed"
13"She kept her back to"
14"His voice came from directly"
15"She laughed, the sound brittle"
16"His fingers brushed her elbow."
17"She should have pulled away."
18"His fingers traced the line"
19"She caught his wrist"
ratio0.392
29.23% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount112
totalSentences130
matches
0"Rory yanked the deadbolt back"
1"The second and third followed"
2"She already knew who waited"
3"The particular rhythm of those"
4"She opened the door."
5"Lucien Moreau filled the narrow"
6"The black one remained shadowed,"
7"His ivory-handled cane rested against"
8"She noticed the faint tremor"
9"His voice carried the faint"
10"He tilted his head, platinum"
11"He smiled anyway, that small,"
12"The tabby chose that moment"
13"She stepped aside before she"
14"Lucien moved past her with"
15"The flat swallowed him immediately."
16"Books and scrolls covered every"
17"He surveyed the chaos with"
18"Rory shut the door harder"
19"The movement brought them closer"
ratio0.862
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences130
matches(empty)
ratio0
91.84% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences56
technicalSentenceCount4
matches
0"Held it against his chest where his heart thundered with something that felt dangerously like hope."
1"The black one held depths that had always terrified and fascinated her in equal measure."
2"The man who'd once carried her home from Silas's bar after too much whisky and tended her wrist scar with surprising tenderness when it ached in the rain."
3"Just pure, unfiltered need that matched the ache she'd carried since waking up alone."
94.70% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags33
uselessAdditionCount2
matches
0"She laughed, the sound brittle enough to cut"
1"she said, voice fierce,"
93.66% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags8
fancyCount4
fancyTags
0"She laughed (laugh)"
1"she whispered (whisper)"
2"she demanded (demand)"
3"she gasped (gasp)"
dialogueSentences71
tagDensity0.113
leniency0.225
rawRatio0.5
effectiveRatio0.113
89.0252%