His mouth was cold, and she tasted fear on his breath.

She tasted fear again when her gut realized she was going to go out there.

Still the things kept coming, and Tom started to taste fear in the back of his throat.

He closed a heavy steel door on the thought; Warriors were not permitted to taste fear.

Shadow tasted fear in the back of his throat, bitter as old coffee.

She could feel the despair sour in her stomach, tasted fear.

You taste fear, he told himself, disgusted with his vacillation.

Sememmon stared after them in the faint light and tasted fear.

He stopped breathing for a moment, and I tasted more fear than desire in him.

There was not the usual respect in the young man's voice, and the woman tasted fear on her own tongue.