I know you. I know this isn't you. And even if it is, I still love you. As much as I always have. You will always be mine. I will always love you, I promised you that when you left, and it's true now.

A promise, a bond, a joy, a love for the ages, for the history books.…But what was love but pain?

Oliver liked to play the part of disaffected youth, but he liked shopping in SoHo even more.

sometimes, when the sun shines, it scorches.

Kingsley, ever the joker, had his Venator mark tattooed near his unmentionables

Had pretended to be Abbadon of the Dark, when always he had been working for the Light.

When their lips met, and their tongues touched, it was like they were kissing in a hundred different places, and her senses were flooded with new sensations and old memoires. He kissed her, and their souls melted into each other in a melody older than time.