After months of having their psychic daughter;Carol Anne confined to another insane asylum, Bill and Susan Smith decide that their little girl would be better off living at home with them and yet they find that taking care of their psychic six-year-old daughter is more than they bargained for as they wonder whether or not they did the right thing bringing her home as they deal with her "abilities"

For the past few years, little Carol Anne Smith has been helping her Daddy; an NYPD detective, solve murder cases through her extraordinary psychic abilities, but it isn't just the NYPD who's interested in Carol Anne's abilities, but a small, ragtag group of psychics calling themselves "The Syndicate", but eventually Carol Anne discovers that there's more to "The Syndicate", that Dr. Kennison and Ingrid Buckenwaltz have been letting on.Now Carol Anne's Daddy must race against time to save her from the evil, nefarious clutches of "The Syndicate"

When a mysterious figure starts murdering prostitutes, the NYPD is on the case and they, once again, turn to Detective Smith's psychic daughter;Carol Anne for help finding the perpetrator, but in order to do so, Detective Smith has to return to The Cedar Grove Home for the Criminally Insane, where Carol Anne is still an in-patient.Will Carol Anne be able to help her father and the NYPD catch the killer before he can strike again and will Carol Anne be his last victi

Little Carol Anne Smith was just a normal little girl who had an unfortunate run-in with a car that her parents thought, at first, was going to leave her brain-damaged or worse.Miraculously Carol Anne walked away without a scratch but then she started having psychotic fits of violent rage inexplicably and indiscriminately.This forced Carol Anne's parents;Bill and Susan Smith to have her committed to the local sanitarium.Unbeknownst to them, however, that wasn't the only thing that this accident gave her;it also gave her disturbing, psychic visions of murder. When Carol Anne's father, a detective, finds this out and upon discovering that she's able to use these psychic abilities to help him and his partner; Nathaniel Robertson, catch suspected murderers, Bill decides to put this to good use to help him and his partner solve cases including those involving m

Andrew and Carol Anne Smith are two growing little siblings who, like most siblings, have their usual, typical sibling spats and fights from time-to-time and up until the summer of 2016, most of these fights have been one-sided since Carol Anne was too young to fight back and these spats usually grew out of an intense jealousy little Andrew would have whenever he wasn't the center-of-attention, but now, Carol Anne is growing-up and is no longer the defenseless, helpless little baby that she once was and now she has the ability to give as good as she gets.Follow these two siblings as they continue to grow and have their usual sibling quarrels, but as they get older, they discover their true feelings for each oth

As Jewel Seymour crawled into bed with exhaustion taken a toll on her youthful body, no sooner did her head hit the pillow than the dreams begin to emerge. She dreamed of a land of beauty; a tropical island beach in the Caribbean with serene, white sands. While walking along the beach, Jewel could smell the ocean seawater and feel the humidity that comes with it. The setting sun felt warm on her face. Her thoughts were of peace and harmony, although it was soon interrupted by the figure of a young girl nearing her. Jewel was certain she recognized the young girl as Elizabeth, but this only alarmed her. Jewel's smile quickly disappeared. A thick fog coming off the ocean seemed to creep up over her feet, soon covering her knees. Once the fog enveloped the entire lower half of her body, Jewel experienced a renewed sense of fear, which she hadn't felt since she was a child. The approaching girl was no more than sixteen. Once Elizabeth was about three feet away, she opened her mouth to let a swarm of flies pour out of it. Jewel instinctively raised her arms to avoid the teeming insects and shielded her face, which action she mimicked in her sleep. She woke up with a start. Gasping for air, as though she were drowning in the ocean, her heart racing, beads of sweat pearled across her forehead. Jewel knew that this dream was another premonition of what was to come. Jewel sat up in bed and turned on the night lamp. She threw a glance at the alarm clock. Two-thirty in the morning! This was not a good night's rest. She turned off the light, trying to go back to sleep. At the age of thirty-one, Jewel felt that her nightmares should have been a thing of the past, but apparently they weren't. She was very aware that she had her own secret weapon, however. Yes, a secret weapon that would help save yet another young girl's life. With that thought, Jewel tried to focus on saving lives. She also knew that the dream was a premonition of yet more murders, for the spirit world usually warned her of what was to come. Thoughts of impending doom were on her mind, but with determination, Jewel brought her thoughts back to the serene scene of beaches before she finally surrendered to sleep once again.