Run: 2026-11-11-01M754DPFHZ84YECQ3ACCRN8YK

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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>

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Rory wrenched the third deadbolt back and dragged the door wide. Lucien Moreau blocked the doorway. He planted his ivory-handled cane on the mat and held her gaze. One eye amber. One eye black. He slicked platinum hair back from his forehead. A charcoal suit framed his shoulders and drew attention from the tension in his hands. "You've got some nerve." Her fingers dug into the edge of the door. Wood bit her skin. "I know." "Move." He held ground. His palm rested flat against the door panel beside her hand and the wood creaked under his weight. "Eva rang me." "Liar." She pushed the door. It slammed against his palm and stopped dead. Dust fell from the frame and landed on his sleeve. He brushed the dust away with his thumb and left a pale smear across the dark cloth. "Ask her yourself at midnight. She begged me to come tonight." "Why tonight? Because rescuers love applause?" "Because Evan sold your address." Silence pressed between them. Downstairs, the curry house chef shouted an order. Oil spat in a pan. Ptolemy, Eva's tabby cat, shot from the sofa inside the flat and hissed at Lucien's shoes. Rory's hand slipped from the door edge. Her stomach dropped. "Say that again." "Evan sold your address to a broker. The broker passed it to a man who hunts people like us. Eva spotted the man outside her shop at noon. She rang me before she rang you." "Then ring the police." "The police cannot track a hound from Avaros." She stared at his face. Amber and black. No flicker. The cool-headed part of her brain listed facts in order. Lucien never lied about danger. Lucien lied about everything else. "You deliver for Golden Empress." Her jaw tightened. "Yu-Fei Cheung logs every route. Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday. Brick Lane. Spitalfields. Limehouse. I traced your route since March." "You watched me for months and sent no word?" "I sent no word because word from me would have put a marker on your door." "You left me with Evan's spare key in my coat pocket and silence in return. That counts as a marker." "I left because my father named you." His voice dropped. The French accent sharpened each word and gave it a formal edge Rory had heard in London clubs, in rain-slick alleys, in the flat above Silas' bar where he had once paid her rent in cash and refused a receipt. "Your father names lots of women." "He names leverage. He named you the night you told me about the crescent on your wrist." Rory moved her left hand behind her back. The scar throbbed as if his words had pressed it. She had told him the childhood story once, on a night she had drunk too much cheap wine and laughed too loud to cover the hurt. A fall at the harbour in Cardiff. A rusted gate. Blood. A shape she could still feel under her thumb. "You had no right to carry that to him." "I had no choice after he called me home." "Home." She spat the word. "You chose home." "Home chose me. Avaros does not release half-breeds with a clean record. I went back, I paid the debt he set against my name, and I kept your name out of the ledger. Until Evan opened his mouth for money." Lucien lifted his cuff. Dark blood spread across the white shirt beneath his jacket, fresh and bright against the cufflink. It dripped onto the mat in a thin line. Rory stepped back before her hands moved on their own. She wanted to press her palm to his wrist. She wanted to shove him down the stairs. "Get in," she said. "Rory." "Get in before the curry chef sees blood and calls someone. And before you drip on Eva's mat." He stepped inside. She slammed the door and shot the three deadbolts home. Click. Click. Click. The sound steadied her more than his face did. Eva's one-bedroom flat above the curry house squeezed around them. Books covered every surface, scrolls leaned against the sofa, and research notes pinned to the wall fluttered in the draught from the hall. Cumin and fried onion rose through the floorboards. A clock on the shelf ticked, tick-tock, tick-tock, against the smell of old paper. Ptolemy darted between Lucien's ankles, tail high, then froze and stared at the front door. Rory dropped her Golden Empress delivery bag by the kitchenette. A takeaway container rolled against the wall and leaked chilli oil across the lino. She left it. Her hands shook enough to spill more if she touched it. "You bleed on Eva's mat, you explain yourself to Eva." "Fair terms." "Terms?" She laughed once. The sound scraped her throat. "You waltz in with blood and a story about Evan and expect terms?" "I expect you to listen. You always listen better with your hands full." She grabbed a cloth and threw it at his chest. He caught it clean, one-handed, and pressed it to his cuff. His cane clattered against the bookshelf and sent three scrolls sliding. He caught the shelf with his shoulder before the whole stack fell. The flat had one narrow hall and no space between bodies. Lucien moved to avoid the scrolls and stepped into her space. His charcoal suit brushed her jumper. Heat came off him, human underneath the demon scent Rory had never learned to name, smoke and spice and something metallic. "Out of the hall," she said. "Move back a step and I will bite the shelf." "Good. Let it bite you." He did not move back. His amber eye dropped to her left wrist. Her blue eyes narrowed before she could fake calm. "Show me," he said. "No." "It glows when a hound closes in. I need to know if Evan's buyer sent one tonight or sent a human tonight. Human I can handle. Hound, I need Eva's ward in the next ten minutes." "Then handle the human and leave." His hand rose. He stopped it mid-air, fingers curled, and lowered it again. The restraint hit her harder than any grab would have. It reminded her of the night he had taught her to pick a lock, his hand steady beside hers, his voice patient while she swore at the tumblers. "Please," he said. French softened the word into something she had not heard from him in seven months. "Écoute-moi. Listen to me once." She held out her left wrist. She hated the tremor in her arm. She hated more that he noticed and said nothing. Lucien touched the crescent scar with his thumb. His skin felt warm. Her pulse jumped into her throat. The scar tingled, top to bottom, as if blood had rushed back into her palm after years of cold. He traced the curve once, light as a question, and released her hand. "Not glowing," he said. "Good. The hound follows me, not you. Yet." "Yet hides a lot of sins, Lucien." "Yes." He folded the bloodied cloth and set it on the kitchenette beside the leaking container. "Evan sold your address to the broker. The broker sold a rumour that I protect you. Avaros wants the rumour proven or buried. Either suits them. They sent a hunter to test me. I met him on the stairs and used the cane. He will return with friends." "So Eva's flat hides you tonight." "Eva's wards hide us both. She left notes for this exact night." He nodded at the wall of pinned pages. "She rang me because she trusts my French and my memory for the Avaros dialect. She trusts you to improvise." Rory folded her arms. "I improvise deliveries. I do not improvise demon wards." "You improvise under pressure. You kept your head when Evan trapped you in the car park on Commercial Road. You kept your head when the police asked questions. You kept your head when I vanished." "Do not praise me, Lucien. It costs you nothing and buys you nothing." "I know the price list." His mouth twitched, not quite a smile. The expression softened the hard line of his jaw and made her look away. "Chilli oil first. Spread it thick on the doorstep. Hounds hate capsaicin. The curry house fumes cover our scent for an hour. Eva's notes tell us the rest." She stared at the leaking container. Her brain clicked through options, fast and clear, the way it always did when fear tried to crowd her out. The oil. The garlic from downstairs. The delivery bag thermal liner, silver side out, reflects heat and confuses scent. Eva's spare burner in the cupboard. The cane blade. "Fetch the liner," she said. Lucien raised an eyebrow. Black eye. Amber eye. Amusement and surprise fought across his face. "Fetch it," she said. "And keep your cane in your hand. I refuse to die in Eva's hall because you left your weapon by the door for politeness." He fetched the liner from her bag. His suit jacket pulled tight across his back as he bent. Rory snatched the container, shook chilli oil over the doorstep through the letterbox gap, and slammed the flap shut. The oil smell hit her nose, sharp and clean. Downstairs, the chef coughed and swore at the fumes rising through his own kitchen. Footsteps started on the stairs below the curry house. Slow. Heavy. They paused outside the restaurant door. Cups clinked. A chair scraped. Then the footsteps resumed, one flight up, and stopped beneath Eva's door. Ptolemy flattened his ears and stared at the deadbolts. His tail lashed once, twice, against Lucien's leg. Lucien moved in front of Rory without a word. His cane clicked. A thin blade slid from the ivory handle with a soft hiss and caught the light. He held it low, along his thigh, and angled his shoulders to shield her from the door. Three knocks landed on the wood. Knock. Knock. Knock. Each one matched the deadbolt clicks and sent the scrolls on the shelf trembling. A voice spoke from the landing, close enough to fog the frosted glass in the door. "Rory Carter." Rory's heart slammed against her ribs. She knew that voice. She knew the Cardiff accent under the London vowels. She knew the word he used after every name when he wanted her small. "Open up, love." Lucien lifted the blade. His other hand found hers behind his back and gripped, hard and warm, and held on. Above them, the top deadbolt turned with a key from the outside.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags13
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"She laughed once [once]"
dialogueSentences60
tagDensity0.217
leniency0.433
rawRatio0.077
effectiveRatio0.033
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1759
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
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)
60.20% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1759
totalAiIsms14
found
0
word"tension"
count1
1
word"weight"
count1
2
word"silence"
count2
3
word"stomach"
count1
4
word"flicker"
count1
5
word"traced"
count2
6
word"throbbed"
count1
7
word"fluttered"
count1
8
word"pulse"
count1
9
word"eyebrow"
count1
10
word"footsteps"
count2
highlights
0"tension"
1"weight"
2"silence"
3"stomach"
4"flicker"
5"traced"
6"throbbed"
7"fluttered"
8"pulse"
9"eyebrow"
10"footsteps"
66.67% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow2
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
1
label"stomach dropped/sank"
count1
highlights
0"eyes narrowed"
1"stomach dropped"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences139
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences139
filterMatches
0"look"
hedgeMatches
0"tried to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
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gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen48
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
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markdownWords0
totalWords1759
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions21
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
97.51% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
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wordCount1143
uniqueNames12
maxNameDensity1.05
worstName"Lucien"
maxWindowNameDensity2
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discoveredNames
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Eva4
Lucien12
French2
Rory11
London2
Cardiff2
Golden1
Empress1
Ptolemy3
Click3
Knock3
persons
0"Moreau"
1"Eva"
2"Lucien"
3"French"
4"Rory"
5"Ptolemy"
places
0"London"
1"Cardiff"
globalScore0.975
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences85
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"not quite a smile"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1759
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences187
matches
0"knew that voice"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs85
mean20.69
std17.74
cv0.857
sampleLengths
011
146
24
313
42
51
621
73
81
939
1011
116
125
1333
1410
153
1635
174
188
1930
205
213
2218
239
2416
2520
267
2743
286
2917
3064
319
329
338
3440
3529
3627
374
381
3918
4025
4170
4238
4310
442
4522
4613
4744
4849
496
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences139
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs201
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences187
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount604
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount7
adverbRatio0.011589403973509934
lyAdverbCount0
lyAdverbRatio0
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences187
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences187
mean9.41
std7.89
cv0.839
sampleLengths
011
15
212
33
43
58
615
74
89
94
102
111
123
1318
143
151
164
178
1810
1917
2011
216
225
234
248
255
2616
277
283
293
3035
314
328
335
343
352
3610
375
385
395
403
4118
429
4316
4420
457
463
4740
486
4917
51.69% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats15
diversityRatio0.3582887700534759
totalSentences187
uniqueOpeners67
28.25% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences118
matches
0"Then the footsteps resumed, one"
ratio0.008
36.95% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount54
totalSentences118
matches
0"He planted his ivory-handled cane"
1"He slicked platinum hair back"
2"Her fingers dug into the"
3"He held ground."
4"His palm rested flat against"
5"She pushed the door."
6"It slammed against his palm"
7"He brushed the dust away"
8"Her stomach dropped."
9"She stared at his face."
10"Her jaw tightened."
11"His voice dropped."
12"She had told him the"
13"She spat the word"
14"It dripped onto the mat"
15"She wanted to press her"
16"She wanted to shove him"
17"He stepped inside."
18"She slammed the door and"
19"She left it."
ratio0.458
0.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount111
totalSentences118
matches
0"Rory wrenched the third deadbolt"
1"Lucien Moreau blocked the doorway."
2"He planted his ivory-handled cane"
3"He slicked platinum hair back"
4"A charcoal suit framed his"
5"Her fingers dug into the"
6"Wood bit her skin."
7"He held ground."
8"His palm rested flat against"
9"She pushed the door."
10"It slammed against his palm"
11"Dust fell from the frame"
12"He brushed the dust away"
13"Downstairs, the curry house chef"
14"Oil spat in a pan."
15"Ptolemy, Eva's tabby cat, shot"
16"Rory's hand slipped from the"
17"Her stomach dropped."
18"She stared at his face."
19"Amber and black."
ratio0.941
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences118
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences47
technicalSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
86.54% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags13
uselessAdditionCount1
matches
0"His mouth twitched, not quite a smile"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags9
fancyCount2
fancyTags
0"She spat (spit)"
1"She laughed once (laugh)"
dialogueSentences60
tagDensity0.15
leniency0.3
rawRatio0.222
effectiveRatio0.067
84.2602%