Run: 2026-07-09-01KX4038BZK0DD6N8M8FHZGWNQ

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Duration:
16.6s
Cost:
$0.020425
Provider:
OpenAI

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System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Romance genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4412" name="Aurora Carter" aliases="Rory, Laila, Aurora, Carter, Malphora" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Protagonist"> <eyeColor>bright blue</eyeColor> <hair>straight shoulder-length black</hair> <height>5'6"</height> <age>25</age> <scar>small crescent-shaped scar on her left wrist from a childhood accident</scar> <description>Aurora, referred to by her friends as Rory, is cool-headed, intelligent, and known for quick out-of-the-box thinking.</description> <backstory>Born in Cardiff to an Irish barrister father (Brendan Carter) and Welsh teacher mother (Jennifer Carter née Ellis), Rory reluctantly pursued Pre-Law at Cardiff University. She fled to London at the behest of her childhood friend Eva after leaving an abusive ex named Evan. By day, Rory works part-time as a delivery person for Yu-Fei Cheung's Golden Empress restaurant. She lives in a flat above Silas' bar.</backstory> </character> <character id="4415" name="Lucien Moreau" aliases="Lucien, Luc, the Frenchman" pronouns="he/him" species="Half-Demon" storyRole="Ally"> <eyeColor>heterochromatic — one amber, one black</eyeColor> <hair>slicked-back platinum blond</hair> <height>5'11"</height> <age>32</age> <cane>ivory-handled cane that conceals a thin blade</cane> <dress>tailored charcoal suits</dress> <description>An impeccably dressed fixer and information broker in London's supernatural underworld. He speaks four languages fluently.</description> <backstory>Born in Marseille to a human mother and a demon father from the realm of Avaros.</backstory> </character> <location id="858" name="Eva's Flat" aliases="Eva's place, the flat on Brick Lane" realm="Earth"> <cat>tabby cat named Ptolemy</cat> <security>three deadbolts on the front door</security> <description>A cramped one-bedroom flat above a curry house on Brick Lane, East London. Every surface is covered with books, scrolls, and research notes.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the romance genre. Two people who parted on complicated terms are forced together again when one shows up unannounced at the other's flat. There's history between them — attraction, hurt, and things left unsaid. Write the scene from the moment the door opens. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The third deadbolt slammed back just as Lucien Moreau lifted his hand to knock again. Aurora kept the chain in place and looked through the narrow gap. His face appeared first, sharp and pale beneath slicked-back platinum hair. One amber eye caught the hall light. The other, black as spilled ink, fixed on her with the same unnerving patience it had possessed the last time he had watched her walk away. She noticed the blood on his collar. Then the ivory-handled cane. Then the knife pressed against his ribs by the man standing behind him. Lucien’s mouth curved. “Good evening, Rory.” She tightened her grip on the door. “You’ve got ten seconds to explain why you’re bleeding on Eva’s landing.” “Eight.” “Try me.” The man behind him shoved the blade higher. Lucien’s jaw flexed, though his expression remained composed. His charcoal suit looked as immaculate as ever, apart from the dark stain spreading beneath his left lapel. “Open the door,” he said. “Or the gentleman behind me will discover how little I value this particular lung.” Aurora glanced at the corridor. Empty. The curry house below had closed hours ago, but the scent of fried onions still clung to the walls. Somewhere on the floor beneath them, a pipe knocked once, then went quiet. The stranger leaned closer. His skin held a grey, waxy cast, and his pupils stretched too wide. Not human. Not fully demon, either. His blade had a hooked edge, the kind designed to tear its way out. Aurora unfastened the chain. Lucien stepped through the instant the door opened. He caught her wrist and pulled her behind him as the attacker lunged. The hooked blade struck the doorframe with a crack. Lucien drove the butt of his cane into the creature’s throat. A thin, hard click came from inside the ivory handle. The concealed blade flashed free and bit beneath the attacker’s jaw. Black blood spattered the wallpaper. Aurora grabbed the creature’s wrist and twisted. Its bones shifted beneath her fingers like loose cutlery. The stranger hissed, turned towards her, and opened his mouth far too wide. Lucien swept one polished shoe behind its knees. The creature crashed into the cramped hall. Books tumbled from a shelf. Ptolemy shrieked from somewhere inside the flat. Aurora slammed the door and threw the three deadbolts home. The thing on the floor clawed at its throat. Lucien stood over it, cane angled down, blade resting against the hollow beneath its chin. “Who sent you?” The creature smiled through black teeth. “Malphora.” The name struck the room harder than any fist. Lucien’s gaze flicked towards Aurora. She felt the old scar on her left wrist prickle beneath her sleeve. “Get out of my flat,” she said. The creature laughed. It sounded wet. Lucien pressed the blade deeper. “That name means nothing to her.” “It means everything.” The creature’s eyes rolled towards Aurora. “She just hasn’t remembered yet.” Aurora snatched a heavy brass candlestick from the console table. Lucien looked at her. “Rory.” “Move.” “There’s no need to—” She swung. The candlestick connected with the creature’s temple. Its head snapped sideways, and black fluid streaked across Eva’s research notes. The creature collapsed with a twitch. Silence settled over the hall. Ptolemy yowled from beneath the sofa. Aurora stood with the candlestick raised, breath sawing through her chest. Lucien’s blade remained at the creature’s throat. His face gave away nothing, but his amber eye had narrowed. “You always did have a dramatic approach to conflict,” he said. “You always did bring conflict to my front door.” His gaze dropped to her wrist. The sleeve had ridden up during the struggle, exposing the small crescent-shaped scar. For half a second, his expression changed. Not fear. Not surprise. Recognition. Aurora lowered the candlestick. “You knew that name.” Lucien withdrew the blade and wiped it on the creature’s coat. “I know many names.” “Malphora.” “A title.” “Mine?” He folded the knife back into the cane with a quiet click. “Not here.” She laughed once, without humour. “Of course. You arrive unannounced with a corpse that talks, stab it in my hallway, then decide this isn’t the place for a conversation.” “It is a poor location for one.” “You could have chosen somewhere else.” “I did. They found me.” “Pity.” The creature moved. Aurora saw the fingers curl before Lucien did. She kicked the attacker’s wrist against the floor. Bone cracked. The thing shrieked, and Lucien seized its hair, dragging its head back. “Stay down,” he said. The creature’s lips peeled away from its teeth. “Ask him what happened in Whitechapel.” Aurora’s grip tightened around the candlestick. Lucien’s hand went still. There it was. The old fracture between them, the one neither of them had named properly. Whitechapel. A locked room. A promise made against her throat. Lucien’s blood on her hands. His voice in her ear, low and vicious, telling her to run before he gave the order to hunt her. She had run. He had let her. Or she had believed he had. “What happened in Whitechapel?” she asked. Lucien looked at her over his shoulder. The creature chuckled beneath him. “Nothing that concerns you.” Aurora stepped closer. “I spent six months believing you sold me to the Avarosi.” “You were alive.” “That wasn’t the question.” “You were alive,” he repeated, each word clean and clipped. “That was the only answer that mattered.” His accent sharpened when he lost control. Marseille surfaced beneath the polished London vowels, a rough edge she had once enjoyed hearing against her skin. She hated that she remembered. She hated more that he knew. The creature bucked beneath him. Lucien struck it across the face with the ivory handle. “Your timing remains terrible,” Aurora said. “You invited me inside.” “I allowed you to avoid being murdered on a landing.” “An important distinction.” “Not to me.” Their eyes met. The hallway had shrunk around them. A loose strand of her black hair brushed her cheek. Lucien reached towards it, then stopped before his fingers touched her skin. The gesture carried the shape of an old habit. Aurora stepped back. His hand fell to his side. “Where’s Eva?” he asked. “Out.” “Where?” “You don’t get to interrogate me in her home.” “Then we’ll call it a warning.” He glanced towards the sitting room, where books and scrolls covered every surface. Research notes spilled from open boxes. A chipped mug sat beside a stack of demonology texts. Ptolemy watched from beneath the sofa, his yellow eyes bright with betrayal. Lucien pointed his cane towards the unconscious creature. “Three of them crossed into London tonight. This one found me first. The other two went to Eva.” Aurora’s stomach tightened. “Why?” “Because she’s been translating a text that belongs to Avaros.” “That’s not an answer.” “It’s the one you’re getting until we leave.” “We?” His black eye fixed on her. “You’re in danger now.” “I was in danger before you arrived.” “Not from this.” “Your people have been following me for weeks.” “Those were not my people.” “Your people left a dead fox outside my door.” “An amateur warning.” “They carved a symbol into the bar downstairs.” “A worse amateur.” “Someone put a hand through my bedroom window.” Lucien’s face hardened. “Did they touch you?” The question came too quickly. Too fiercely. Aurora felt the answer catch behind her teeth. She remembered his hands from before, the controlled strength in them, the way he had held her face as though she mattered and then disappeared without explanation. “No.” “Good.” “You don’t get to sound relieved.” “I don’t require permission.” “You require a great deal more than that.” For a breath, neither moved. Then Lucien’s attention shifted to the door. Aurora heard it too. A soft scrape against the other side. The creature on the floor smiled. “Too late.” Lucien bent and seized the back of its coat, hauling it upright. He shoved the hooked blade beneath its chin. “What did you bring here?” The creature’s tongue flicked across its black teeth. “Not what I brought. What she carries.” Aurora stared at it. The scar on her wrist burned. Lucien turned towards her. “Show me your hand.” “No.” “Rory.” “That tone stopped working when you vanished.” “It will work now.” The scrape came again. This time, something dragged a nail down the outside of the door. Ptolemy fled beneath the kitchen table. Aurora kept her eyes on Lucien. “Tell me what’s happening.” His jaw tightened. “Your scar isn’t a scar.” She glanced at her wrist. The crescent had always looked harmless, a pale mark left by a broken bottle when she was eight. Her mother had wrapped it in a tea towel. Her father had carried her to hospital. She remembered the antiseptic sting, the white ceiling tiles, her father’s clenched jaw. She remembered nothing else. “What is it?” “An entrance.” “To where?” “Malphora.” The word seemed to stir something inside her bones. The dead creature laughed again. “Open the door, little queen.” Aurora’s fingers went numb around the candlestick. Lucien stepped between her and the entrance. “Don’t listen.” “You knew.” “I suspected.” “You knew.” “I knew enough to keep you alive.” “You threatened me in Whitechapel.” “I threatened to kill anyone who came near you.” “You told me to run.” “Because they had your scent.” “You let me think you betrayed me.” His amber eye burned. “If you had known the truth, you would have stayed.” “Yes.” “And they would have taken you.” “You don’t get to decide whether I’m worth the risk.” “No,” he said. “I decided I was.” The words landed with a quiet violence. Aurora’s anger faltered. Lucien had always worn his control like armour, but the cracks showed now. Blood at his collar. Tension in his shoulders. His fingers white around the cane. Outside, something breathed against the door. The locks began to turn. One. Two. The third deadbolt shuddered in its housing. Lucien caught Aurora by the waist and pulled her behind him. The heat of his body reached through her clothes. His mouth came close to her ear. “When I tell you to run, you run.” She looked at the side of his face. “When you tell me to run, I assume you’re lying.” A thin smile touched his mouth. “There’s the woman I remember.” The door buckled inward. The unconscious creature on the floor jerked awake and drove its broken hand into Lucien’s ankle. He staggered. Aurora struck the attacker across the skull, but the creature caught the candlestick and yanked. Lucien’s cane flashed. The hooked blade punched through the creature’s palm and pinned it to the floor. The door split down the centre. A long, jointed hand reached through the gap. Its claws curled around the edge. Lucien shoved Aurora towards the sitting room. “Now.” She caught his sleeve instead. “What happens if I don’t?” His gaze dropped to her mouth. “Then I kiss you again, and we both regret it.” The door burst from its hinges. A shape unfolded in the ruined entrance, too tall for the narrow hall, its limbs bending at angles that made Aurora’s stomach turn. A crown of small horns framed a faceless head. The scar on her wrist opened. Not split. Opened. Black light spilled from the crescent, and something on the other side whispered her name. Lucien stared at her hand. The demon bowed. “Malphora has come home.” Then Aurora’s wrist dragged her towards the doorway.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags10
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences107
tagDensity0.093
leniency0.187
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
97.38% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1907
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"quickly"
count1
highlights
0"quickly"
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)
84.27% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1907
totalAiIsms6
found
0
word"flicked"
count2
1
word"silence"
count1
2
word"stomach"
count2
3
word"tension"
count1
highlights
0"flicked"
1"silence"
2"stomach"
3"tension"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"clenched jaw/fists"
count1
highlights
0"clenched jaw"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences189
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences189
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
1"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences286
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen27
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1907
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions21
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
34.31% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions66
wordCount1383
uniqueNames6
maxNameDensity2.31
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity3
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
Lucien32
Moreau1
Aurora27
Eva1
London1
Ptolemy4
persons
0"Lucien"
1"Moreau"
2"Aurora"
3"Eva"
4"Ptolemy"
places
0"London"
globalScore0.343
windowScore0.667
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences116
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1907
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences286
matches
0"hated that she"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs219
mean8.71
std9.22
cv1.059
sampleLengths
015
112
244
37
44
513
63
73
87
912
101
112
1234
1319
1438
1537
164
1721
189
1932
205
2129
228
2319
2410
2524
263
276
281
299
305
3113
327
336
345
356
3614
3710
385
391
404
412
4225
435
446
4529
4611
479
4819
497
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences189
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs249
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences286
ratio0
matches(empty)
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1386
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"small crescent-shaped scar."
adverbCount41
adverbRatio0.02958152958152958
lyAdverbCount4
lyAdverbRatio0.002886002886002886
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences286
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences286
mean6.67
std4.46
cv0.67
sampleLengths
015
112
211
37
426
57
64
713
83
93
107
1112
121
132
148
158
1618
175
1814
195
201
2119
2213
234
2413
252
264
2714
284
298
3013
319
3211
3310
3411
355
367
379
3813
398
407
415
427
4310
449
4515
463
476
481
499
45.80% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats12
diversityRatio0.26573426573426573
totalSentences286
uniqueOpeners76
99.80% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount5
totalSentences167
matches
0"Then the ivory-handled cane."
1"Then the knife pressed against"
2"Somewhere on the floor beneath"
3"Then Lucien’s attention shifted to"
4"Then Aurora’s wrist dragged her"
ratio0.03
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount42
totalSentences167
matches
0"His face appeared first, sharp"
1"She noticed the blood on"
2"She tightened her grip on"
3"His charcoal suit looked as"
4"His skin held a grey,"
5"His blade had a hooked"
6"He caught her wrist and"
7"Its bones shifted beneath her"
8"She felt the old scar"
9"It sounded wet."
10"Its head snapped sideways, and"
11"His face gave away nothing,"
12"His gaze dropped to her"
13"He folded the knife back"
14"She laughed once, without humour."
15"She kicked the attacker’s wrist"
16"His voice in her ear,"
17"She had run."
18"He had let her."
19"he repeated, each word clean"
ratio0.251
7.90% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount151
totalSentences167
matches
0"The third deadbolt slammed back"
1"Aurora kept the chain in"
2"His face appeared first, sharp"
3"The other, black as spilled"
4"She noticed the blood on"
5"Lucien’s mouth curved."
6"She tightened her grip on"
7"The man behind him shoved"
8"Lucien’s jaw flexed, though his"
9"His charcoal suit looked as"
10"Aurora glanced at the corridor."
11"The curry house below had"
12"The stranger leaned closer."
13"His skin held a grey,"
14"His blade had a hooked"
15"Aurora unfastened the chain."
16"Lucien stepped through the instant"
17"He caught her wrist and"
18"The hooked blade struck the"
19"Lucien drove the butt of"
ratio0.904
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences167
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences47
technicalSentenceCount1
matches
0"She remembered his hands from before, the controlled strength in them, the way he had held her face as though she mattered and then disappeared without explanat…"
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags10
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags9
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"he repeated (repeat)"
dialogueSentences107
tagDensity0.084
leniency0.168
rawRatio0.111
effectiveRatio0.019
88.7822%