Run: 2026-07-09-01KX40RHCH6WTE1NY7H360XS4M

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27.2s
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$0.033350
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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 first deadbolt slid back, and Aurora found Lucien Moreau standing in Eva’s narrow hall with blood on his cuff. Ptolemy hissed from behind her calves. Aurora kept one hand on the chain and the other around the kitchen knife she had lifted from the draining board. “You have thirty seconds to explain why you’re bleeding on Brick Lane.” Lucien’s mouth curved without warmth. His charcoal suit still fitted him like a threat. The amber eye caught the hall light; the black one swallowed it. “Twenty-eight, then. I require sanctuary.” “From whom?” A sharp crack split the stairwell below. Not a gun. Aurora knew guns. This sounded wetter, as though the building itself had snapped a bone. Lucien glanced towards the landing. “People who will be less polite than I have been.” “You broke into my life without knocking for nine months, then you suddenly discovered manners?” “I knocked.” “You knocked once.” “Your door has three deadbolts. It conveyed the message.” She stared at him through the gap. His platinum hair had come loose at the temples. Blood darkened the pale blue cuff of his shirt, but the stain did not look human. It had an oily sheen, black at its centre and red around the edge. Another crack came from below. The old walls shivered. Ptolemy’s claws dug into Aurora’s ankle. Lucien held out his left hand. His ivory-handled cane rested in his right, the tip planted on the worn runner. No weapon showed, though Aurora knew the cane hid a blade. She had watched him draw it once in the alley behind Golden Empress. One moment polished gentleman, the next a man with silver steel under a demon’s grin. His palm faced her, empty. “Please, Aurora.” He never called her Rory unless he wanted something. He had called her Aurora only twice before. Once with his mouth against her throat. Once when he left. She hated that both memories landed in the same place. “What happened to you?” “A negotiation deteriorated.” “Which tells me nothing.” “It tells you I was correct not to bring this to your door.” The stairwell groaned. Then something scraped up the stairs, slow and heavy. Metal across stone. A smell crept beneath the door, scorched sugar and rotting lilies. Aurora shut the door, pulled the chain free, and opened it. “Inside. Don’t touch anything.” Lucien stepped over the threshold with a stiffness he could not conceal. Aurora slammed the door behind him, threw the three deadbolts, and dragged the heavy shoe cabinet across the hall tiles. It would not stop anything determined, but it might make a point. Eva’s flat had never possessed enough room for the lives stored inside it. Books crowded every shelf and windowsill. Scrolls leaned in ceramic umbrella stands. Stacks of research notes formed shaky towers beside the sofa, the dining table, the small kitchenette. Eva had labelled the tallest piles in purple ink, though the labels had long vanished under fresh paper. Ptolemy abandoned Aurora and stalked towards Lucien with his back arched. “Your cat continues to mistake confidence for authority.” “He has better instincts than most people.” “Then he has reason to object.” Lucien’s blood dripped onto one of Eva’s annotated maps. Aurora caught his wrist before the next drop fell. His skin burned under her fingers. “Sit.” “A charming welcome.” “Sit down before you collapse on Eva’s work and I have to explain why there’s infernal sludge in her notes on Mesopotamian burial rites.” For a beat, Lucien looked at her hand around his wrist. His expression changed so little most people would have missed it. The smug curve vanished. His jaw tightened. Aurora let go first. He moved to the small kitchen table and lowered himself into a chair. The effort showed in his breath. That unsettled her more than the blood. Lucien did not show effort. He treated pain like an embarrassing guest, one he refused to acknowledge until it left. Aurora grabbed the first-aid box from above the fridge, then kicked a heap of books off the other chair. Their spines thudded to the floor. Ptolemy watched with personal offence. “What is it?” She pointed to his side. “Rude.” “You came here injured. You forfeited mystery.” “A consecrated hook.” “Of course it is.” “Your sympathy remains as dazzling as ever.” She snapped on a pair of latex gloves. “Lift your shirt.” Lucien’s gaze travelled over her face with slow, unbearable precision. “Do you still issue orders when you are frightened?” “I issue them when men bleed on furniture.” “Ah. That old dance.” “Lift. Your. Shirt.” He obeyed. The cut ran beneath his ribs, angry and narrow. The skin around it had turned grey, thin lines spreading out from the wound like rootlets beneath pavement. Aurora swallowed the impulse to recoil. “You’re poisoned.” “Observant.” “Don’t flirt. I need a bowl, clean towels, salt, and anything Eva owns that looks suspiciously religious.” Lucien’s amber eye flicked towards the shelf beside the sink. “The blue jar. Not the red one.” “Why?” “The red one contains the cremated remains of an archdeacon.” Aurora froze. “You are joking.” “No.” She chose the blue jar. Inside lay coarse white salt mixed with dried herbs. The label read: WARDING, DO NOT EAT, in Eva’s neat hand. Aurora set a bowl on the table, filled it with water from the kettle, then added a fistful of the mixture. The surface trembled. Lucien watched each movement. “You’ve learned.” “I’ve survived.” “Those are not always the same thing.” Her fingers paused over the towel. “Don’t start.” “I did not come to start anything.” “No. You came to hide behind my door and leave me to clean up whatever you brought with you.” The silence between them had weight. The flat had too many small sounds in it, the refrigerator’s hum, the pipes ticking in the wall, Ptolemy’s low growl. Lucien leaned back, one hand pressing hard against his side. “I had no other safe door.” That landed harder than an apology. Lucien had safe houses, informants, favours owed by creatures Aurora had never wanted to meet. He could buy a room in any part of London and persuade its occupants to forget him by breakfast. “You have a whole city in your pocket.” “Tonight, the city has been searched.” “By who?” He looked at the three locks on the door. “The Choir.” Aurora’s hand stopped. The word had surfaced once during her months with him, in a whispered warning from a girl at a nightclub in Soho. The girl had worn a silver collar and no shoes. Lucien had gone still when she spoke it. He had taken Aurora outside, put her in a cab, and disappeared for two days. “You told me they were a story.” “I told you they preferred to remain one.” “That is not the same thing.” “Few things are.” She dipped the towel in salted water and pressed it against the wound. Lucien’s breath cut short. Dark fluid bled into the cloth and hissed where it touched the bowl. “You could have told me.” “Yes.” “You could have told me why you left.” “Yes.” The bluntness knocked the next accusation from her mouth. Lucien studied the tabletop instead of her. His cane lay across his knees. One elegant hand curled around the ivory handle until the knuckles whitened. “I could have done many things differently.” “That’s not an answer.” “No. It is an admission.” Aurora wrapped a clean towel around his ribs and held it in place. His torso tensed under her hands. Up close, he smelled of expensive cologne under smoke and iron, the same scent that had clung to her pillow after he slipped out of her flat without a farewell. She hated her own memory for preserving it. “Why now?” she asked. “The Choir found a ledger.” “What ledger?” “One that contains names.” “Whose?” “Yours.” The room narrowed around that word. Ptolemy sprang onto the kitchen counter and knocked a spoon into the sink. The clang made Aurora flinch. “My name is not in demon ledgers.” “Not Aurora Carter.” Lucien raised his gaze. “Laila.” Her old false name felt like a hand closing over the back of her neck. Nobody had called her that since she fled Cardiff. Since Evan. Since she had learned how quickly a name could turn into a leash when the wrong person used it. Lucien had known. Of course he had known. Lucien Moreau did not collect facts. He collected pressure points. “You said you’d buried that.” “I did.” “Apparently not deep enough.” “Do not mistake their theft for my failure.” Aurora laughed once, sharp and ugly. “You don’t get to sound offended.” “I am offended.” “You walked out without a word. You erased your number. You sent some boy from your office to collect the things I left at yours, including my bloody toothbrush. Then you show up at Eva’s flat with a cursed wound and tell me a cult has my name.” “I sent Marcel because I knew you would slam the door in my face.” “I should have.” “You did not.” Outside, something struck the front door. The shoe cabinet jolted across the tiles. Ptolemy screamed and vanished beneath the sofa. Aurora snatched the knife from the counter. Lucien stood, too fast for a wounded man, and pulled his blade from the cane. Thin silver steel flashed in the cramped kitchen. The door shuddered under a second blow. A voice slipped through the wood, soft as a hymn. “Laila Carter.” Aurora’s grip tightened on the knife. Lucien moved in front of her. Blood soaked through the towel at his side, but his shoulders squared. A darkness stirred beneath his skin, shadow threading along his throat. “Stay behind me.” She gave a flat smile. “You left, remember? You don’t get to decide where I stand.” The third blow tore the upper deadbolt from its screws. Lucien turned his head. One amber eye, one black, both fixed on her. “Then decide quickly.” The door buckled inward.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags3
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences84
tagDensity0.036
leniency0.071
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
91.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1667
totalAiIsmAdverbs3
found
0
adverb"suddenly"
count1
1
adverb"quickly"
count2
highlights
0"suddenly"
1"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)
73.01% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1667
totalAiIsms9
found
0
word"warmth"
count1
1
word"sanctuary"
count1
2
word"determined"
count1
3
word"unsettled"
count1
4
word"dance"
count1
5
word"flicked"
count1
6
word"trembled"
count1
7
word"silence"
count1
8
word"weight"
count1
highlights
0"warmth"
1"sanctuary"
2"determined"
3"unsettled"
4"dance"
5"flicked"
6"trembled"
7"silence"
8"weight"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches0
maxInWindow0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences129
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences129
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences210
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen48
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1667
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions16
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
52.29% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions70
wordCount1177
uniqueNames13
maxNameDensity1.95
worstName"Aurora"
maxWindowNameDensity3
worstWindowName"Lucien"
discoveredNames
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Lucien23
Moreau2
Eva5
Golden1
Empress1
Rory1
Ptolemy7
London1
Soho1
Cardiff1
Evan1
One3
persons
0"Aurora"
1"Lucien"
2"Moreau"
3"Eva"
4"Rory"
5"Ptolemy"
6"Evan"
7"One"
places
0"London"
1"Soho"
2"Cardiff"
globalScore0.523
windowScore0.667
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences96
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"felt like a hand closing over the back"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1667
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences210
matches
0"hated that both"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs142
mean11.74
std12.89
cv1.098
sampleLengths
020
127
212
326
45
52
67
718
85
910
1015
112
123
139
1446
159
166
1759
185
192
2028
2110
224
233
244
2513
2626
2711
284
2944
3059
3111
328
337
346
3518
366
371
383
3924
4029
414
4246
4330
448
451
467
473
484
497
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences129
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs195
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount1
flaggedSentences1
totalSentences210
ratio0.005
matches
0"The amber eye caught the hall light; the black one swallowed it."
88.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1179
adjectiveStacks2
stackExamples
0"Inside lay coarse white salt"
1"pressing hard against his"
adverbCount26
adverbRatio0.02205258693808312
lyAdverbCount4
lyAdverbRatio0.0033927056827820186
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences210
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences210
mean7.94
std5.86
cv0.738
sampleLengths
020
16
221
312
45
59
612
75
82
97
103
113
1212
135
1410
1515
162
173
189
197
209
2116
2214
235
244
256
266
2714
2811
2913
3015
315
322
339
348
357
364
3710
384
393
404
4113
423
439
443
4511
4611
474
4812
4920
46.67% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats7
diversityRatio0.29523809523809524
totalSentences210
uniqueOpeners62
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences125
matches
0"Once with his mouth against"
1"Once when he left."
2"Then something scraped up the"
3"Of course he had known."
ratio0.032
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount31
totalSentences125
matches
0"His charcoal suit still fitted"
1"She stared at him through"
2"His platinum hair had come"
3"It had an oily sheen,"
4"His ivory-handled cane rested in"
5"She had watched him draw"
6"His palm faced her, empty."
7"He never called her Rory"
8"He had called her Aurora"
9"She hated that both memories"
10"It would not stop anything"
11"His skin burned under her"
12"His expression changed so little"
13"His jaw tightened."
14"He moved to the small"
15"He treated pain like an"
16"Their spines thudded to the"
17"She pointed to his side"
18"She snapped on a pair"
19"She chose the blue jar."
ratio0.248
24.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount109
totalSentences125
matches
0"The first deadbolt slid back,"
1"Ptolemy hissed from behind her"
2"Aurora kept one hand on"
3"Lucien’s mouth curved without warmth."
4"His charcoal suit still fitted"
5"The amber eye caught the"
6"A sharp crack split the"
7"Aurora knew guns."
8"This sounded wetter, as though"
9"Lucien glanced towards the landing."
10"She stared at him through"
11"His platinum hair had come"
12"Blood darkened the pale blue"
13"It had an oily sheen,"
14"Another crack came from below."
15"The old walls shivered."
16"Ptolemy’s claws dug into Aurora’s"
17"Lucien held out his left"
18"His ivory-handled cane rested in"
19"She had watched him draw"
ratio0.872
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences125
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences50
technicalSentenceCount1
matches
0"Up close, he smelled of expensive cologne under smoke and iron, the same scent that had clung to her pillow after he slipped out of her flat without a farewell."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags3
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags1
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences84
tagDensity0.012
leniency0.024
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
89.1656%