On the search for adventure, or a good adventure book

I can't say why, but winter always brings a need for me to have a big long adventure/fantasy book. Most of the year I'm not really big on that kind of book, but when its cold out, I find myself scouring my, my brother, and my fathers bookshelfs for the biggest, longest book I can find, hopefully with magic or adventure or villages or at least a princess. My bookshelf dates back to when I was in second grade, and I havn't updated much since then, seeing as I prefer libraries, and the only time I take a book back home to keep is if its sitting in a cardboard box marked:

"Free Books! Pleaz take!"

If someone dares spell please like that obviously they don't have much use for books and it makes me feel like I'm saving orphaned children from a neglected life sitting on a dusty old shelf.

Anyways,  I digress from the point (a terrible habit I have no intentions of dropping). Next I search to my brothers bookshelf. He too, hasn't updated his bookshelf in a while, but for an entirely different reason- he doesn't like to read (I know what you're thinking- the horror!). So, on his bookshelf you will find 3 types of books; Ones he had from 4th grade, such as Artemis Fowl, the Alex Rider series and so on; Books that were brought as gifts from relatives who mean well or from my parents who really want him to read; Or mandatory reading books, such as Romeo and Juliet and The Scarlett Letter- old copies from his school that are falling apart and that the consequences are so great if I touch them I don't find it worth it.

Lastly, I head to my father's room, my last hope. As I stand on a chair scanning his shelfs, I see unfamaliar, uninteresting and in some cases unpronouncable tittles. Smith's Recognizable Patters of Human Malfunction, Mechanisms of Microbial Disease, A Simplified Approach to Electrocardiography, and Freakanomics. Boring-wait, what? Freakonomics, the tittle sounds familiar.

So, I grab the orange harcover book off the shelf, where it obviously hasn't been moved for a while because it sprinkles dust on the floor, and head off.

Maybe I didn't get my fantasy book, but it's better than nothing.