Books
- Erlendur Haraldsson (2012). Departed among the Living. An investigative study of afterlife encounters. White Crow Books.
- Erlendur Haraldsson (2005). Látnir í heimi lifenda. Reykjavík: Háskólaútgáfan (University Press).
- Erlendur Haraldsson (1964). Með uppreisnarmönnum í Kúrdistan. Hafnarfirði: Skuggsjá.
- Haraldsson, Erlendur; Grof, Stanislav; Fenwick peter; Grosso Michael; Tart, T. Charles & Woolger Roger: Wir wissen mehr als unser Gehirn. Die Grenzen des Bewusstseins überschreiten. Herder, Freiburg 2003, ISBN 3-451-05284-9
- Haraldsson, Erlendur PhD & Osis, Karlis PhD: At the Hour of Death. Hastings House / Daytrips Publishers; 3RD edition, 263 pp. ISBN 0-8038-9386-8
- Haraldsson, Erlendur: Modern Miracles. An investigative report on psychic phenomena associated with Sri Sathya Sai Baba. New York: Ballantine Books, 304 pp. (USA edition of "Miracles are my visiting cards".) ISBN 81-86822-32-1
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