Types of Double Bonds Between Atoms
| C | O | N | S | |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| C | alkene | carbonyl group | imine | thioketone, thial |
| O | dioxygen | nitroso compound | sulfoxide, sulfone, sulfinic acid, sulfonic acid | |
| N | azo compound | |||
| S | disulfur |
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